Wuepa, wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed
Wuepa, wuepa, wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed

Yeah, eh, yeah, oh (yeah)
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, ah
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed (yah!)

Mommy, you've got a big ass as it should be
It's clear that you have the power (yeah)
For her, I buy all the Cartier (yeah)
Neither in your closet nor in your pussy will anything fit
To the floor, I give it to her and he was the one who made her
I was going to sell six Choli, but I had commitments
I keep hitting it alone
They don't stop calling Raulito
People like you, I avoid
The one from the little dances left
Like Robbie, from that pussy, mommy, I want more and more
Anywhere she doesn't queue because of how rich she is
You calm down, if they shoot, pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa
He kisses you and you with me, ka-ka-ka, ka-ka

Wuepa (Ah, ah), wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed (yeah)
Wuepa, wuepa, wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed

I threw five thousand for her to shake it
Get ready to get the vaccine
She drives a Range Rover and doesn't work
That's because she has a sugar daddy
Those who hit on her and don't have a ticket
End up with a lettuce face
She told me: "Let's go for it", and I'm going to push it
I'm going to squeeze her on the floor
A stick like Albert Pujols
I place it luxuriously for her
Call your friend and we'll fuck in plural
The sword is going to break the shield
She told me that I don't reach her height
I told her: "Mommy, I swear
I'm going to give it to you hard to see how long you last"

Today you're going to know me (eh)
Today I'm going to give it to you with everything (yeah)
In all the poses I'm going to put it to you (ah, ah, ah) (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she asked me to break it (haha)

Wuepa, wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed (yeah)
Wuepa, wuepa, wuepa
Look at her, she's drunk to the tits
Only the millionaires hit on her
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed

Yeah, eh, yeah, oh (yeah)
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, ah
And the one who can't handle her, gets overwhelmed

Ra-Rauw
Ankhal
The Sensei
Hey, Duars
Trap Cake, Trap Cake
Caleb Calloway
Yah!

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