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[Intro: J Alvarez, Zion,Lennox]
Mamacita
Hey yo’
La Z y la L
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
De la gente
Con J Alvarez
This is the remix
Dímelo Lennox (ahh)

[Puente: Zion, J Alvarez]
Ella, tan sensual (¡Zion baby!)
Tan sola (a-ha)
A dónde vas (come on!)

[Pre-Coro: J Alvarez]
Me tienes cautivao’
Loco y desesperao’
Pierdo la calma cuando tú camina’
Me tienes descontrolao’

[Coro: J Alvarez, Zion, Lennox]
(This is the remix!)
Esa boquita me mata (¡zúmbale!)
Tu movimiento me atrapa
Quiero escaparme contigo
A donde no hayan testigo’ (ohh)

Esa boquita me mata
Tu movimiento me atrapa
Baby, yo quiero contigo
Lo que no hacen los amigos
Tú tiene’ talento, ma’

[Puente: J Alvarez]
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, yeeh
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, bebé
Cuando mueve’ tu cuerpo tú tiene’ talento
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, ieeh
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, bebé
Cuando mueve’ tu cuerpo tú tiene’ talento

[Verso 1: Zion, Lennox]
Dime qué necesitas para estar mejor (¡zú!)
Por esa boquita pide (¡zú!)
No te arrepentirás, no será un error
Rezarás que no te olvide
Movimientos que vuelven adicto (¡zú!)
Al que prueba un poco de su aire (yeh!)
Y en su boca, boquita es veneno
Que te pone a viajar sin freno, uoohh
¡Zion, baby!

[Coro: J Alvarez, Zion, Lennox]
Esa boquita me mata
Tu movimiento me atrapa (mamacita)
Quiero escaparme contigo (ha, ha)
A donde no hayan testigo’ (ooh)
Baby yo quiero contigo, lo que no hacen los amigos (haha)
Tú tienes talento, ma’ (¡zú!)

Esa boquita me mata
Tu movimiento me atrapa (mamacita)
Baby yo quiero contigo
Lo que no hacen los amigos (la Z y la L)
Tú tienes talento, ma’ (¡ayyy!)

[Verso 2: Lennox]
Mamacita, señorita
No te me hagas la santa
Ven y dame tu boquita
Me mata, tu cinturita
No dejes pa’ mañana
Lo que puede’ hacer ahorita
Ven, ven, aruñame mi gata
Dame tus besos que arrebatan (¡rraa!)
Este fue conexión inmediata
Esa boquita me mata

[Puente: J Alvarez, Zion]
¡Dile Jay!
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, yeeh
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, bebé
Cuando mueve’ tu cuerpo tú tiene’ talento
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, ieeh
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh, bebé
Cuando mueve’ tu cuerpo tú tienes talento

[Coro: J Alvarez, Zion]
Esa boquita me mata
Tu movimiento me atrapa
Quiero escaparme contigo
A donde no hayan testigo’ (ooh)

Esa boquita me mata
Tu movimiento me atrapa
Baby yo quiero contigo
Lo que no hacen los amigos, ohh

[Outro: J Alvarez, Zion, Lennox]
La fama que camina (oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh)
¡Zion baby! (oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh)
Zion y Lennox
And Lennoo’
Young Boss Entertainment
Y esa boquita, ma’
Eliot Feliciano (oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh)
J Alvarez
El Mago De Oz (oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh)
Zion y Lennox
Zidiri
Sheeno "el sensei" (cuando mueves tu cuerpo tú tienes talento)
Baby Records
The official remix, baby
You know (you know, you know)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Young nigga gon’ stand in the field
Young nigga gon’ get him some money
Young nigga gon’ threaten to kill
Young nigga gon’ get him some money
Young nigga gon’ tote him a draco
Young nigga gon’ get him some money
Young nigga gon’ shoot when I say so
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga gon’ get him some money
Young nigga gon’ feed your fam
Shit, young nigga ain’t tryna be hungry
Young nigga you doin’ a hundred
You doin’ it for your mama, yeah
Doin’ this here for Drama, here
Condoms in Bahamas, yeah
Chopsticks in Katana, yeah
Shirt Dolce Gabanna, yeah
I play track and field, yeah
Run the whole summer
I’m a rapper with a jumper, yeah
I came from the jungle, yeah
Grams in the fender, yeah
Fans in the window, yeah

[Verse 2: Skooly]
Concrete my features
One peep, I’ll eat you
Peacoat look like Reeses
Ridin’ round in a Tee-sla
Oops, damn I mean Tesla
I can be a little extra
I came in with the extras
I’m goin’ big in my section
No attention to the pressure
My whole diet log different
My shit wet, watch the leak from it (drip)
You won’t get it how I’m givin’ it
Jimmy dies in the whip though
Shit done got dry, need to rerim it
Martin Luther King with the wordplay
Power mixed with the defense

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you a bag
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga don’t go out sad
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go feed your family
Young nigga ain’t tryna be hungry
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you a bag
Young nigga go get you some money, uh

[Verse 3: Skooly]
Uh, I’m back bitch, quite fantastic
Really got a bag in, really need a bad bitch
I ain’t really average, young on that savage shit
Bitch I just got the new Jag and I’m bein’ classy
Watch where you ash your shit, huh
I brought my mans out, huh
He brought the bags out, huh
I brought your bitch with me, huh
And she brought that ass out, huh
And they can’t do shit with me, huh
Them niggas asked out, huh
Can’t even speak with me, huh
I brought them stands out
I was helpin’ my mans out, you was up in the damn house
They wonder how brother was gettin’ them yams out
It was up in the damn couch
They cut off the lights, they cut all the fans out
We got up and we ranned out
I really was broke, I was damn down
I couldn’t even go to my fan house, shit

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you a bag
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga don’t go out sad
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go feed your family
Young nigga ain’t tryna be hungry
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you some money
Young nigga go get you a bag
Young nigga go get you some money, uh

[Outro: Skooly]
Uh, go get it, uh, go get it
Uh, go get it, uh, go get it
Yeah, uh-oh
Yeah, go get it
Go, go, go get it
Yeah, go get it
Ah-ah-ah, right now
Ah, come on
Go, go

[Intro]
Mr. Sean Brown
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I brought the gang with us

[Hook]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that’s my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up

[Verse 1]
Fuck it, fuck it up
Puffing out your chest (yeah)
Stretched to the [??]
Baby working out and flex
Why we fuck it, fuck it up?
I go porno with the check, ayy
Roll that motorboat, got that chicken with the breast
Sitting on them hills, I [??] up, don’t need no telly (no)
Seen your big ol’ ass but that waist is like [??] (woah)
Tell me what’s the charge like car, like I’m Nelly
Party in my pants, turn that fetty to confetti (woah)
Fuck it up, duck if you bug (woah)
They lie enough, in funds I trust
Niggas hopped up in my lane, I just switch up in and adjust
Hit the button, leave the dust
Baby, know I’m in a rush to see you

[Hook]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that’s my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, off the fly, screaming fuck the other side
Don’t be sly, get you high, I got all of the supplies
Can’t deny where I’m from, L.A. city I [??]
No surprise, feel like Pac and twist my fingers in a knot
Hold it, hold it down, I’m it fuck around and drown, yeah
Chuck stay around, got the hammer, fix your frown, yeah
Niggas swear they it, yeah, you look just like a clown
Say, my name and that money hold weight
Pound cake
Fuck shit up, forty-two, she flush
Rock and [??], stuff
With that Mac for [??]
Tell her back it up, repeat-peat while I’m pulling on her feefi
Going ape shit like [??], watch them hunnids go Hoodini, yeah

[Hook]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that’s my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up

[Intro]
Aye I don’t pour that liquor on the floor, I pour it down the drain
Down the sink for my dawgs who in hell and who in jail to drink
You feel me?
Nah mean, nah sayin’
Nah talm’ ’bout

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit yea
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit

[Verse 1]
Never thought I could make it out the PJ’s
I was just robbin’ with DJ
Shout out to my niggas who in hell right now
And to my dawgs who ain’t got release days
I was doin’ fraud way in D.C
I was doin’ fraud way in Chesapeake
Ain’t nobody wonder about my CD
I was breakin’ and enterin’ B and E
Mama always see me on TV
Cause I hit the news, I was 15
Now she can see me on VH1
Shit ain’t a game, this shit ain’t fun
To all the kids who look up to me
Shit ain’t a game, this shit ain’t fun
Niggas want beef we serve they lunch
We been on the run like six to eight months

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit yea
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit

[Verse 2]
Kickin’ in doors, Me, Moopa, and Lil’ Wiz
They just pick my dawg up for attempt
They just pick my dawg up for a murder one
My dawg got killed while I was doin’ a bid
We just talked a day before the shit
And he wanted to talk to me again
And now I never know what he wanted to say to me
If I say my dawg in Heaven that would be make believe
I know my grandma made it in Heaven say her grace for me
Now I’m gettin’ all this cake, I could open a backery

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit yea
I ain’t gonna lie I ain’t never thought it could be like this yea
I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t even believe in me back then yea
My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea
I give it all up to try it again so y’all could see this shit

[Intro]
High grade mi hook like treble
Badman nuh bun weed pebble
Blem it with di hot leaf weh hotter dan kettle
Laaad, cease and settle

[Bridge]
High up deh, high up deh, high!
High like Empress dubai
Coke head a wah that yuh try
Dash weh yuh money yo a shit
Yuh guh buy!

Frass out, man Frass out, man frass out
Big ganja spliff mek mi knock out
Lift up the Ar fifteen mi clap out
Suh mi feel good when mi see weed a wrap
Ohh yeah!

[Chrous]
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!

[Verse 1]
Spliff bigger than a giant
Hotter than di muffler from a Galant
Mi nuh give a fuck about nuh warrant
High grade mek mi pleasant
Mi nuh run pan a tenant
Likkle more she tun into a client
Woyy!
Josh rub out piece a leaf
Mi nuh like nuh lighter thief
Get yuh own lighter please or low
Smoking and guh sleep
Ganja inna mi high zone
Tun up inna my dome suh mi love the weed
Like how squid love her iPhone
Mi nuh care if police wha run up inna my home
Money deh deh nuff fi di Squaddy
Dem Carry home
Ohh yeah!

[Chorus]
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!

[Bridge]
High up deh, high up deh, high!
High like Empress dubai
Coke head a wah that yuh try
Dash weh yuh money yo a shit
Yuh guh buy!

Frass out, man Frass out, man frass out
Big ganja spliff mek mi knock out
Lift up the Ar fifteen mi clap out
Suh mi feel good when mi see weed a wrap
Ohh yeah!

[Chorus]
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!

[Verse 1]
Spliff bigger than a giant
Hotter than di muffler from a Galant
Mi nuh give a fuck nuh warrant
High grade mek mi pleasant
Mi nuh run pan a tenant
Likkle most she tun into a client
Woyy!
Josh rub out piece a leaf
Mi nuh like nuh lighter theif
Get yuh own lighter please or low
Smoking and guh sleep
Ganja inna mi high zone
Tun up inna my dome suh mi love the weed
Like how squid love her iphone
Mi nuh care if police wha run up inna my home
Money deh deh nuff fi di Squaddy
Dem Carry home
Ohh yeah!

[Chorus]
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Dis a di setting, weed is a blessing
Weed is a blessing f’real
Yeah!