Dembow Fresón (remix) (part. Luis R Conriquez)

And this is
Dembow Fresón
With my buddy Luis R

Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
That's how my people navigate

What?

I arrive in Culiacán, pop the champagne
The fancy girls supposedly want to screw me
I'm going to kiss her, I'm going to enjoy her
After everything is done, I'll ask her

What's your name? What's your name?
I love it when you rock Dolce & Gabbana
What's your name? What? What's your name?
At the Paris Motel, waking up in the morning

I love you, girl. I love you, girl
I can't stand the rifle. Ask for whatever you want
No flaws, girl. No flaws, girl
In case you feel lonely, I'll buy you your Pomeranian
Your Pomeranian, your Pomeranian

Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
Armored Tacomas, the trucks are slammed
That's how my people navigate

I'm very cocky, cruising on the boardwalk
You stand in front, I slap you hard
They see me as a tough guy, with the attitude of a rich kid
When I arrive somewhere, they say: Ricky Ricón is here
Ricky Ricón, Ri-Ricky Ricón, Ri-Ricky Ricón, ring-ring
Ricky Ricón, Ri-Ricky Ricón, Ri-Ricky Ricón, ring-ring

I get ready to go out, all in Dior and Gucci
I head to the garage to see which ride to choose
The square one, the Sierrona, the armored Tacoma
Or the Mojave to take a spin

I'm feeling high, you know I'm crazy
I head to Musala Island to drag race
Car with a supercharger, and the Glock well strapped
I'm going to pick up a girl and the first thing I say

What's your name? (What?), what's your name? (What?)
I love that you smell like pure Dolce & Gabbana
What's your name? (What?), what's your name? (What?)
At Monte Paris, waking up in the morning

I love you, girl. I love you, girl
I can't stand the rifle. Ask for whatever you want
No flaws, girl. No flaws, girl
In case you feel lonely, I'll buy you your Pomeranian
Your Pomeranian, your Pomeranian

I bought your Pomeranian
Au
Luis R
Fireworks

With Ricky Ricón, buddy
Friend, Kevin
So they see which way the iguana chews