Cuban Plug

Lyrics
[Chorus] Somebody tell Titi she good with Ocho (puta) 58, 58 bags of gordo (yuh) Opp won't make it, this Glock hit his torso (yuh) Puny-ass gun on my hip, that's beba (pew-pew) Five-hour drive, the mission completa (grrt) Neph got the hook up, you don't need Spectrum (yuh) I'm in the kitchen with Glock Nueve (yuh) Chiquito keep callin' cause he want a big 8th (he wanna call) Don't need esposa, I got Glock Nueve I let this bitch off, he gon' dance the bachata (grrt) Don't got me money, get fuck from mi casa (grrt) Pistola come off my hip, all you heard was blocka ([?]) [Verse] 31 out the pot, call Tío (call Tío) Titi keep tweakin', she drinkin' Casamigos (puta) Siéntate puta, you scarin' the people ([?], puta) 4-4 Bulldog, nickname it Chico (boom, boom!) I get caught with this grrt! (grrt!), that's the Rico Sold more dope than Gordo and Tito (puta) Backyard look like 911-Reno (puta) 31 in her crica, Neph hit a cheat code (and a puta) And I'm fresh as shit, puta mamabichos (bitch) Bitch, I'm Too Tuff Tone Tarantino .556 same size Tostitos (boom) Walk around with the Henny like Coquito (yuh) 120 Perc, got it from Wela Introduce Wela to my beba (yuh) Qué tú hace' with the damn pistola? Jose Cuervo mixed with Coca-Cola (yuh) They like damn Neph, you speak Spanish (damn) Tío keep saying 'montega', I understand him Titi too high, go get her a leche (puta) Tío keep on gettin' high till his head break (puta) This is cocaína, no marijua-jua (yeah) Wave that Glock veintiuno like pom-pom (yeah-yeah) Titi got high, then she went to the opera (Titi got high) You're makin' the trap caliente, so calm down (puta) Deals at the trap, you can come with ocho (ocho) Big-ass bags at the trap, that gordo (gordo-ordo) Don't speak English, that's a no-no (uh-uh) Sample this dope, that's A-1 promo (mm-hmm) [Bridge] (Yeah, yuh, grrt, grrt, boom, boom!) (Boom-boom-boom-boom, grrt, yuh!) [Chorus] Somebody tell Titi she good with Ocho (Titi) 58, 58 bags of Gordo (58, 58) Opp won't make it, this Glock hit his torso (torso) Puny-ass gun on my hip, that's beba Five-hour drive, the mission completa (nyew) Neph got the hook up, you don't need Spectrum (puta) I'm in the kitchen with Glock Nueve Chiquito keep callin' cause he want a big 8th (he wanna call) Don't need esposa, I got Glock Nueve (uh-uh) I let this bitch off, he gon' dance the bachata (mm-hmm) Don't got me money, get fuck from mi casa ('way from my casa) Pistola come off my hip, all you heard was blocka (boom, yuh) Pistola come off of my hip, blocka (boom) [Outro] (Yuh, yuh, boom-boom) (Yeah) (Yeah) (12 tore a bag of that gordo) [?]
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