Money Over Bitches
Fuck bitches (eh), ah
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
(Fuck bitches, get money) money over bitch-, money over bitches
Ahora tengo novia (¿qué dices, tío, qué dices?)
Así que no te acerques, zorra
Mi colega está soltero y fijo que le molas
Pero él no es famosillo, así que: Que le jodan, ¿no? (Fuck yeah)
Puto Skinny, entra y cambia la emisora (sí)
Porque está pensando en casa a todas horas
Contar los billetes y jugar a la consola
Estoy ganando más que mi antigua profesora
Esa que decía que yo no sería na (na)
Le pasaré la factura a ver qué tal (hola)
A mí las mates se me dan bastante mal
Pero se me da de lujo el sumar y el multiplicar
Así que me puse un precio y me puse unas metas (¿cómo?)
Corro de la poli que parezco un atleta
No hablo de política, hablo de sus tetas
Y de cómo son las caras de los nuevos secretas
Y suena el teléfono, llegan las ofertas
Ahora al flaquito le salen las cuentas
Ahora al flaquito ya no le haces las cuentas
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Haciendo el rapero, sabes, pillo el dinero (ajá)
Lo cojo y lo guardo en el fondo'el agujero
No me lo gasto, ma, quiero salir del ghetto (fuera)
Esa mierda está muy lejos, pero ya la huelo
Fuck bitches, get money (fuck)
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money (get money)
(Fuck bitches, get money) money over bitch-, money over bitches
Tranquilito en la zona centro (ajá)
Salgo a la calle con el culo descubierto
No puedes pasarme ni con 20 intentos
No puedes matarme, nena, ya estoy muerto (is dead)
Hasta la polla de ti y de tus cuentos
Hasta la polla de los tantos por ciento (fuck)
Tengo mala imagen, pero, nena, la defiendo (ajá)
No soy el bombero que te salva del incendio
Yo soy el flaquito tatuao sin abdominales
Pero tengo un corazón gigante, ¿eso te vale?
Acércate al parque, díle a los chavales (corre)
Que dejen de creerse gangsters, que besen a su madre
Mi estilo es simple, como ligarse a tu chavala
Tú eres un flipper, por eso nunca está en tu cama
Salgo sin ticket, a mí me patrocina Zara
Armancio, tu ropa me queda que te cagas
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money (get money; ah-ah-ah)
Fuck bitches, get money (ajá)
(Fuck bitches, get money) money over bitch-, money over bitches
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money (ajá)
Fuck bitches, get money
(Fuck bitches, get money) money over bitch-, money over bitches
Money Over Bitches
Screw chicks (eh), ah
Screw chicks, make cash
Screw chicks, make cash
Screw chicks, make cash
(Screw chicks, make cash) money over chick-, money over chicks
Now I got a girlfriend (what you sayin', man, what you sayin'?)
So don't come near, bitch
My buddy is single and for sure he likes you
But he's not famous, so: Screw him, right? (Hell yeah)
Damn Skinny, come in and change the station (yeah)
'Cause he's thinking about home all the time
Counting bills and playing video games
I'm making more than my old teacher
The one who said I wouldn't be anything (na)
I'll show her the bill to see how it goes (hello)
I suck at math quite a bit
But I'm great at adding and multiplying
So I set a price and some goals (how?)
I run from the cops, I look like an athlete
I'm not talking politics, I'm talking about their boobs
And how the new undercover cops look
And the phone rings, the offers come
Now the skinny guy's making it work
Now the skinny guy, you don't count anymore
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Playing the rapper, you know, I grab the money (uh-huh)
I take it and stash it in the hole in the ground
I don't spend it, ma, I wanna get out of the ghetto (out)
That crap is far away, but I can already smell it
Screw chicks, make cash (screw)
Screw chicks, make cash
Screw chicks, make cash (make cash)
(Screw chicks, make cash) money over chick-, money over chicks
Chillin' in the downtown area (uh-huh)
I hit the streets with my ass exposed
You can't get past me even with 20 tries
You can't kill me, baby, I'm already dead (is dead)
Fed up with you and your stories
Fed up with the percentages (screw)
I have a bad reputation, but, baby, I defend it (uh-huh)
I'm not the firefighter who saves you from the fire
I'm the skinny guy with tattoos and no abs
But I have a huge heart, does that work for you?
Come to the park, tell the kids (run)
To stop acting like gangsters, to kiss their mothers
My style is simple, like hooking up with your girl
You're a loser, that's why she's never in your bed
I go out without a ticket, Zara sponsors me
Amancio, your clothes fit me like crazy
Screw chicks, make cash
Screw chicks, make cash (make cash; uh-uh-uh)
Screw chicks, make cash (uh-huh)
(Screw chicks, make cash) money over chick-, money over chicks
Screw chicks, make cash
Screw chicks, make cash (uh-huh)
Screw chicks, make cash
(Screw chicks, make cash) money over chick-, money over chicks