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Floor 30 (feat. YOVNGCHIMI and Cris MJ)

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Piso 30 (part. YOVNGCHIMI y Cris MJ)

Me salió bicha la chica
Wow, mami, qué rica
Ah, ah

Me salió bicha la chica
Por na' se me pica, pero es feka
Wow, mami, qué rica
Reservé en la Concha pa' que me llene' de hickey
Le gustan los que trafican desde que vio lo que hace el dinero de la droga
Maúlla, my lova
No me menciona, no pone arroba, y quiere que la recoja
Ha-hablan de mí, se hace la boba
Hoy creo que la subo pa'l PH

'Tá, 'tá, 'tá cabrón cómo se ve la-la-vista del piso 30 (yeah)
Un trofeo en mi pared tú ere' desde que te di, bebé
Me bajé la NE, mi buggy R, no PE
Tú tiene' cara de TV
¿Y qué, y qué es lo que tú busca'? ¿Amor, dinero o sexo?
Él es un Corolla y, bebé, yo un Ferrari Enzo
Yo siempre te pienso, lo metió en la friendzone
Se enchula a 120 en el expreso

Ba-baila de lejo' pa' que la vea'
Ella no cree en nadie como atea
Yo-yo me escondo 'el FBI y la DEA
Que dentro de la disco me campean

Uh, esa diablita es una bicha
Le gusta andar con las teta' por fuera, Tokischa
Doble 4 como una ficha
Sacando 'el penthouse la que no chicha
Porque aquí se vino a ver, fumar, cogerse
Que voy pa'lante, tú acelera' al revé'
Hoy en la Urus te lambo y vamo' a joderno' later
Cómo te nubló el waiter
Te tiene to' los finde bajando con las nena' tuya'
Toma $40 pa' que te haga' cuando te destruya
Viste lo que hace el dinero de la droga
Se lo traga entero, dice que la ahoga

Baila de lejo' pa' que la vea
Ya a ningún feka se la capea
Punchando, es Ohtani si pichea
Me busca como la DEA (gang, gang)

Es mala, pero fina, es cara y media bicha (dime, gang, gang)
Le doy mi tarjeta pa' que gaste y que no mida (es bandida)
Tú supiste, modelito la bandida (shh)
Desde que la rompí, de mí no se olvida (uh)
Yo soy tu bandido, el que costea, tú me cuida' de la DEA
En el Lambo o donde sea, se me trepa y se menea (los Diablo')
Yo te toco y tú te moja', se te sube la marea (ah)
Manda foto', que la vea, los bikini me modela

Baila de lejo' pa' que la vea (gang, gang)
Ella no cree en nadie como atea (gang, gang)
Yo me escondo 'el FBI y la DEA (rra, rra, rra)
Sintió mi corta, no mi correa (los Diablo', ah-ah)

Me salió bicha la chica
Por na' se me pica, pero es fresca'
Wow, mami, qué rica
Reservé en la Concha pa' que me llene' de hickey
Le gustan los que trafican desde que vio lo que hace el dinero de la droga (los Diablo')
Maúlla, my lova
Sal-salgo en deportivo y en motora (el Demon)
El culo no es Raptor, se ve grande en la corrida, ella me aguanta la pistola
Es bichota, no la verás sola (ah, Los Ballers de la City)

Ahora dice que me necesita
Conmigo se siente a salvo
Yo la agregué por el Finsta
Si falta, voy con CHIMI a acostarlo

El Demon
Yeah, dime, Turbo
Dime, Turbo
Los Ballers de la Ci-City
Los Diablo'
Dime, BASSYY
Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom
Los Ballers de la City, hijueputa
Jonniel
Las baby demon
Stash, Stash Money Wayy, bitch
Glizzy gang

Floor 30 (feat. YOVNGCHIMI and Cris MJ)

The girl came out wild
Wow, babe, you're so hot
Ah, ah

The girl came out wild
She gets jealous for nothing, but she's fake
Wow, babe, you're so hot
I booked at La Concha so you can give me hickeys
She likes the ones who deal since she saw what drug money does
Purr, my love
Don't mention me, don't tag me, and wants me to pick her up
They talk about me, she plays dumb
Today I think I’ll take her up to the PH

Damn, damn, damn, it’s crazy how the view from the 30th floor looks (yeah)
You're a trophy on my wall since I gave it to you, baby
I dropped the NE, my buggy R, no PE
You look like you belong on TV
So what, what are you looking for? Love, money, or sex?
He's a Corolla and, baby, I'm a Ferrari Enzo
I always think of you, but you put me in the friendzone
She speeds up to 120 on the expressway

Dance from afar so I can see you
She doesn’t trust anyone like an atheist
I-I hide from the FBI and the DEA
Because inside the club, they’re watching me

Uh, that little devil is a wild one
She likes to walk around with her tits out, Tokischa
Double 4 like a poker chip
Taking out the penthouse, the one who doesn’t hook up
Because we came here to see, smoke, and hook up
I’m moving forward, you’re reversing
Today in the Urus, I’ll lick you and we’ll mess around later
How did the waiter cloud your mind?
He has you coming down with your girls every weekend
Here’s $40 so you can do your thing when you destroy it
You saw what drug money does
It swallows you whole, she says it chokes her

Dance from afar so I can see you
No fake can handle her anymore
Punching, it’s Ohtani if he pitches
She looks for me like the DEA (gang, gang)

She’s bad, but classy, she’s expensive and a wild one (tell me, gang, gang)
I give her my card so she can spend without limits (she’s a bandit)
You knew it, model girl, the bandit (shh)
Since I broke her heart, she hasn’t forgotten me (uh)
I’m your bandit, the one who pays, you keep me safe from the DEA
In the Lambo or wherever, she climbs on and moves (oh damn)
I touch you and you get wet, the tide rises (ah)
Send pics, let me see, modeling those bikinis

Dance from afar so I can see you (gang, gang)
She doesn’t trust anyone like an atheist (gang, gang)
I hide from the FBI and the DEA (rra, rra, rra)
She felt my short one, not my belt (oh damn, ah-ah)

The girl came out wild
She gets jealous for nothing, but she's fresh
Wow, babe, you're so hot
I booked at La Concha so you can give me hickeys
She likes the ones who deal since she saw what drug money does (oh damn)
Purr, my love
I-I go out in a sports car and on a bike (the Demon)
Her ass isn’t a Raptor, it looks big when she runs, she holds my gun
She’s a boss, you won’t see her alone (ah, The Ballers of the City)

Now she says she needs me
With me, she feels safe
I added her on Finsta
If she’s missing, I’ll go with CHIMI to lay him out

The Demon
Yeah, tell me, Turbo
Tell me, Turbo
The Ballers of the Ci-City
Oh damn
Tell me, BASSYY
Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom
The Ballers of the City, motherfucker
Jonniel
The baby demons
Stash, Stash Money Wayy, bitch
Glizzy gang