Mors Mutual

de Bumboi

(Bajo una noche estrellada)
(De Luna llena)
(Quiero decirte mi amada)
(DTM)
(Mil cosas bellas)
(Que en el momento preciso)
(Robarte un beso)
(Que selle el pacto de amor)

Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryin'a take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella reckless and you talkin' out your lip
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pussy-boy lackin', he pissed on the floor
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho
Tryin' just stack all my cheddar
I'm grippin' Berettas
I know that I'm better, so call me the Devil
I'm on a new level, I burn'em with teto
They ain't seen me comin'
I'm gunnin' and runnin' with all of my gang
Too out of pocket, and you out of frame
Get the fuck out my way, bitch, I'm takin' yo'lane
All of you fuckers ain't built like me, man
I know these bitches is up to somethin' when they talk 'bout the kid
Movin' silent, stayin' quiet, lil' bitch
Off the top up, yeah, I feel like the shit
Kickin' yo' jaw and I'm breakin' yo' ribs
Paintin' the walls with the blood you just spit
I'm in the function, but you can't get in
Whippin' the foreign, I'm driftin' this bitch
Doin' the dance while she givin' me lip
Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryina take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella reckless and you talkin' out your lip
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pussy-boy lackin', he pissed on the floor
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more (yeah)
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho (yeah)
I'm slicin' (what?), I'm dicin' (yeah)
Got money on me, Mike Tyson
I'm all red, Devil flow, gotta get the money, woah, wait

Woah, woah, wait, wait, woah, woah, woah, woah
I've got diamonds on me, and they shinin' on me (bla)
Came with the blood 'cause I started the beat
Heart so cold, Sol move with the heat
Step up to me and you facin' defeat
Facin' defeat, you get feet to the face (ha!)
I want a billion and I'm on the way (I'm on the way)
Fiend for the bands, so she callin' me crazy
Don't talk to me, baby girl, just pay me
Facin' defeat, you get feet to the face (ha!)
I want a billion and I'm on the way (I'm on the way)
Fiend for the bands, so she callin' me crazy
Don't talk to me, baby girl, just pay me
Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryina take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella reckless and you talkin' out your lip
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pussy-boy lackin', he pissed on the floor
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho