Hahaha (okay)
Manny
Your mom, the bitch your mom
The bitch your mom

A joint, a Pago
I'm in the neighborhood, they want Pablo's money
Today, the weather is not good
I put on the glasses and I went to the studio
Then, I'm going to Marbella
Change of ideas, we're tired of here
Same view, we're going to cut to the edge of the
Sea, a weekend with the little bellas
I put on the 4 Rings
I'm with four girls, I'm writing in the car (thinking)
We know the prices well
I put four kilos behind the concrete blocks (don't forget)

Now, I need the bill, the bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom
Why are you pointing at me? The bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom (wait)

You had the 4 Rings, ok, you didn't know how to speed up
And you lost your balls, buddy when you saw the cops
Ok, I'm in the favela, in my team there are only brothers
It's a girl, well, go ahead and touch her
You never know she might give you a go (take her number)
In the old days at the tower
I was watching the neighborhood from the top floor (yeah, yeah)
And I was courting you
Remember since then, we had turned the page

Now, I need the bill, the bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom
Why are you pointing at me? The bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom (wait)

She knew me, I was all alone
She left, it pissed me off
I only had music, the studio
A few friends who will remain loyal to me
And deep down, I'm a little crazy
I bamboozle her, I give her her blow-blow
Honey, I don't want half, I want everything
She lights a candle when the sun sets

Now, I need the bill, the bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom
Why are you pointing at me? The bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom
Now, I need the bill, the bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom
Why are you pointing at me? The bitch your mom
The bitch your mom, the bitch your mom

Manny (the bitch your mom)
Listen to this (the bitch your mom)
13th Art Music (okay)

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