Los Cadetes

Popping the corks to cool the fire
An original high, it’s become a habit
Your kisses bring me down, if you get wild, even better
She’s crazy, wants my gun, her initials on the Glock
All hot girls, no ugly ones, they’re gone plush
The doll looks good, you should see how he shines
I got my dad’s style, the old man rests in peace
A whiskey and The Cadets, nothing new for me

Bad habits, smoking weed, dressed in Dolce & Gabbana
The crowd can’t hold back, it’s already morning
Wants sex
In the movie, all Chucky, if we fly, it’s in a jet
Hard life, the craziness, just say what to do
We got what it takes

The Sierrona’s all stinky, burning some weed
Two Duronas watching over me, with the aim up
I’m a slacker, you knew it, babe, your eyes got me hooked
No problem, girl, I’ll see you, even if that dude says no
Loyal to my San Juditas, I got it marked
Only Barbies I grab, I’m a bad boy
Two for one is tough, none say no to me
Girl, don’t ask how I got you the Lady Dior
Bad habits, smoking weed, dressed in Dolce & Gabbana
The crowd can’t hold back, it’s already morning
Wants sex
In the movie, all Chucky, if we fly, it’s in a jet
Hard life, the craziness, just say what to do
We got what it takes