YSL (part. yyy891)
Sintonizando radio FUU
El Príncipe, The Mixtape
Young swag
Me mueve el efectivo desde Francia hasta Madrid
Lo lleva en cash y son de 20, ella es mi mula (ah)
Su padre no me quiere por su casa, no me junto con mujeres sin facturar
Soy un blanco, estoy flaco, dale, pussy, estoy buscando un patrimonio gordo como Buda (ah)
Ellos creen que no hago nada, yo estoy flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Mercancía, me lo mueve, ella es mi mula (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, tengo lleno el Goyard (turn up)
Entro a la boutique sin saber la hora (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Se lo compré to' a mi baby loca (ah, Okay)
Quiere borrarme del cuello Yves Saint Laurent
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), ella es mi mula (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), ella es mi mula
Y yo puesto pa' otra nota, vivo como dos o tres
Venga, beba, pa' mi kell y juntemos los ADNs
'Toy hablando de dinero, los atraigo, ya lo sé
Fuck yeah, yo ya sé cómo como a una princess (tatiana y la rana)
Ella una princesa de un cuento de hadas
Una bellacona de revista, si le meto me suplica que le dé hasta la madrugada
Ah-ah, ah-ah
La conocí en la Habana, dineros pa' amortizar
Baddie me hace volar, y yo hago la música
La tengo en mi carcasa y de fondo de pantalla
Súper baddie y súper mala, si me apunta me dispara (ah)
Tengo un AK tatuada con su nombre de malvada
Me ha besado en la entrada, no compré nada
Me mueve el efectivo desde Francia hasta Madrid
Lo lleva en cash y son de 20, ella es mi mula (ah)
Y su padre no me quiere por su casa, no me junto con mujeres sin fortuna
Soy un blanco, estoy flaco, dale, pussy, estoy buscando un patrimonio gordo como Buda (ah)
Ellos creen que no hago nada, yo estoy flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Mercancía, me lo mueve, ella es mi mula (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, tengo lleno el Goyard (turn up)
Entro a la boutique sin saber la hora (eh-eh-eh)
Se lo compré to' a mi baby loca (ah, Okay)
Quiere borrarme del cuello Yves Saint Laurent
Me prendo un blunt con la chimenea (eh)
Se pasea en tanga por la casa para que la vea
Si no la doy hoy, en un rato me pelea (eh)
Pedalea, pedalea, ouh, eh
La he comprado 700 en lencería' nueva'
La di heavy to'a la noche y la sudada entera (oh)
Me ha dejado dos beso' en mi sudadera
Para que las demás zorras ni se acerquen, ni me huelan, ouh, eh
No me preguntó y sin darme cuenta me quitó la ropa (ah)
Vamo a la piscina y si fumamo' marihuana nos bañamos en pelotas (eh-eh)
Con un par de tragos nos ponemos en la nota
Y la tiro el Jagger directo a la boca (ah)
Se lo compré todo en la boutique a mi baby loca
Me mueve el efectivo desde Francia hasta Madrid
Lo lleva en cash y son de 20, ella es mi mula (ah)
Y su padre no me quiere por su casa, no me junto con mujeres sin fortuna
Soy un blanco, estoy flaco, dale, pussy, estoy buscando un patrimonio gordo como Buda (ah)
Ellos creen que no hago nada, yo estoy flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Mercancía, me lo mueve, ella es mi mula (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, tengo lleno el Goyard (turn up, ah)
Entro a la boutique sin saber la hora (eh-eh-eh)
Se lo compré to' a mi baby loca (ah, okay, okay)
Quiere borrarme del cuello Yves Saint Laurent
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), ella es mi mula (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), ella es mi mula
YSL (feat. yyy891)
Synchronizing FUU radio
The Prince, The Mixtape
Young swag
She moves my funds from France to Madrid
She's carrying it in cash, in $20 bills, she's my mule (ah)
Her dad doesn't want me in their house, I don't get with women who don't pay
I'm white, I'm skinny, come on, pussy, I'm looking for a fortune as big as Buddha's (ah)
They think that I do nothing, I'm flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
The goods, she moves them for me, she's my mule (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, my Goyard’s stuffed to the brim (turn up)
I walk into the boutique without a care in the world (eh-eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (ah, okay)
She wants to wipe the Yves Saint Laurent off my neck
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), she's my mule (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), she's my mule
And I'm off on another track, living like two or three
Come on, drink-up, head to my place and let's mix our DNA
I'm talking about money, I draw them in, I know it
Fuck yeah, I know how to treat a princess (Tatiana y la Rana)
She's a princess from a fairy tale
A magazine-cover beauty, if I get with her, she begs me to keep going until dawn
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I met her in Havana, money to burn
Baddie makes me fly, and I make the music
I have her on my phone and as my wallpaper
Super baddie and super bad, if she aims at me, she shoots me (ah)
I have an AK tattooed with her wicked name
She kissed me at the entrance, I didn't buy anything
She moves my funds from France to Madrid
She's carrying it in cash, in $20 bills, she's my mule (ah)
And her dad doesn't want me in their house, I don't get with women who don't pay
I'm white, I'm skinny, go on, pussy, I'm looking for a fortune as big as Buddha's (ah)
They think that I do nothing, I'm flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
The goods, she moves them for me, she's my mule (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, my Goyard's full (turn up)
I walk into the boutique without a care in the world (eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (ah, okay)
She wants to wipe the Yves Saint Laurent off my neck
I light up a blunt by the fireplace (eh)
She walks around the house in a thong so I can see her
If I don't give it to her today, she'll be fighting with me in a minute (eh)
Pedal, pedal, ouh, eh
I've spent 700 on new lingerie for her
I went hard all night and she was all sweaty (oh)
She left two kisses on my sweatshirt
So the other bitches don’t even come near me, or smell me, ouh, eh
She didn't ask me, and without me noticing, she took my clothes off (ah)
Let's go to the pool, and if we smoke weed, we'll swim naked (eh-eh)
With a couple of drinks, we get in the mood
And I chug the Jäger straight from the bottle (ah)
I bought it all for my crazy baby at the boutique
She moves my funds from France to Madrid
She's carrying it in cash, in $20 bills, she's my mule (ah)
And her dad doesn't want me in their house, I don't get with women who don't pay
I'm white, I'm skinny, go on, pussy, I'm looking for a fortune as big as Buddha's (ah)
They think that I do nothing, I'm flexin' (eh-eh-eh-eh)
The goods, she moves them for me, she's my mule (ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, my Goyard's full (turn up, ah)
I walk into the boutique without a care in the world (eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (ah, okay, okay)
She wants to wipe the Yves Saint Laurent off my neck
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), she's my mule (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent, ah)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent), she's my mule