ÓRALE

Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Pinch, Girl] What's up, mami? What you doin' out here? I just came to see you... Shit... Let's go then, come on Aye, órale, órale Beach boy on the sun, woah... [Verse 1] Let you know I'm from the west, baby Beach boy knows best, baby Put your hands on your knees Shake it to impress, baby You might be the one that I leave with Set sailing this bitch, leave 'em seasick Money on my mind Ain't go time for no free shit All up at the airport Flying out frequent Trying to get a bag like a boss, bitch Bad bitches all up in my bed, all they need hostage Oh shit, I just ended up with your friends Shе ain't Britney, bitch But I just did her again and again I'm really him, ain't no need to prеtend Joy ride the whip, watch the rythm they spin Let's go We sippin' on some piña coladas Poolside, chilling with bikini-less models Yeah, got 'em wetter than the pool is They just wanna be seen with the cool kids I already know, I ain't clueless Little did she know that I'm down with the movement Took it a pound down, fucked around, got her chosen Soon as she seen the crib, she trynna move in, wait I ain't giving out free rides, baby Grew up Chuck T's and some Levi's, baby Northside, beach boy, seaside wavy, yeah And I been needing me time lately, ay [Chorus] Cuban mami, she know how to make it shake (make it shake) Spanish mami, put it on me Órale, órale, aye Órale, órale, aye, aye, aye Cuban mami, she know how to make it shake (make it shake) Spanish mami, put it on me Órale, órale, aye Órale, órale, aye, aye, aye [Verse 2: Yung Pinch] I'm back in the studio working forty-eight Hours straight tryna coordinate, tryna motivate Shorty, wait, I got more to make, can't afford a date Couple vibes on my line, trynna Californicate Make a morning, come to Cali say she go to Florida State And she in the Orange County chilling in the Golden State Make it groove, make it levitate, shawty, come this way I put food on my brother's plate, now they overate, aye It ain't really hard to see Shorty got that good, good, make it hard to leave Pardon me You know you with a star, lil' baby Shoot across the sky to my car, lil' baby One flight, get yo' life right Come and see what my life like Took out to Hollywood, put in them bright lights Now she in love with the nightlife [Chorus: Yung Pinch] Cuban mami, she know how to make it shake (make it shake) Spanish mami, put it on me Órale, órale, aye Órale, órale, aye, aye, aye Cuban mami, she know how to make it shake (make it shake) Spanish mami, put it on me Órale, órale, aye Órale, órale, aye, aye, aye [Outro: Girl] Órale, órale? Órale, órale...