REPASADOR

Yeah, yeah –
Yeah, yeah, I’m here, I’m here
I brought the dirtiest trap, my trap smells like a mop

Got my sights set on the prey, I’m a hunter
Used to unlock the door before, now I’m in your yard
Used to pawn stuff with the appraiser, set the grill on fire
I’m gonna write another hit of the century, just me, class, lend me the clip
I’m rubbing my thing on her thing, like jamming the güiro, the grater
My mom and hunger, 100 grams of cold cuts
Just like Tota and Maradona
I left for a while to soak up the energy, that’s why the blackout (uh)
You want me back on my throne? (Hello, hello, hello)
I’m back to zero again (yeah, yeah)
I shift commas, I move commas (yeah, yeah)
The zeros rise and we were at zero (yeah)
Tell me where my award’s at (uh)
Where the hell is my award?
Where’s my trophy? (Tony)
Stealing and robbing with no steel (yeah)
And pretty girls dig the ugly ones (ah)

But you ain't sleeping in my bed, no (no, no)
You’re a hoe, you’re a chameleon
I’m only thinking about the shrimp
But bring your friend too, there’s room for two (no, no, no)
Blonde, she looks like Cameron (eh)
Blonde, stacked and got a shape (ey, yeah)
Roll the blunt like a cannelloni (yeah, yeah)
I’d give her my chain (chain), uh

Yeah, my chain, yeah
Yeah, uh, Tony (uh)

Ey, as soon as I get home, I see her and she jumps on me (uh)
In the bathtub there’s bubbles and chains, look at me lying down, feeling like Tupac
And when we arrive, it’s like ten of us (it’s like ten of us), like Saïan Supa
Better not argue with me 'cause we’re like ten like Wu-Tang (yeah, yeah)
With a grown-up fox, never just one, at least two together
We’re sharpening it up and I put some Tang in the wine, the squares get scared (yeah)
All the fame hit us at once, a shout-out to Malajunta
Yesterday more pills than Bayer and now we’re eating fruit salad (uh)

But you ain't sleeping in my bed, no (yeah, yeah, oh)
You’re a hoe, you’re a chameleon (no)
I’m only thinking about the shrimp (no, no)
But bring your friend too, there’s room for two (mm)
Blonde, she looks like Cameron (mm)
Blonde, stacked and got a shape (mm)
Roll the blunt like a cannelloni
I’d give her my chain (chain)
But you ain't sleeping in my bed, no (no, no)
You’re a hoe, you’re a chameleon (yeah, yeah)
I’m only thinking about the shrimp (yeah, yeah)
But bring your friend too, there’s room for two (oh, no)
Blonde, she looks like Cameron (no, no)
Blonde, stacked and got a shape (no, no)
Roll the blunt like a cannelloni (uh)
I’d give her my chain (black, no)