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Yandel

Lotto (Remix)

 

Lotto (Remix)


Hey
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
I-I-ISM
508 shit (Pum)
Mass in the building (Prrah)
Mally Mall
Let's go

El banco siempre virao' (Eh-eh), abran la caleta
Medio melón que vale mi muñeca
Hay muchos que lo han tratao', no tienen la receta
No le temo a los nombre', la calle me respeta
Un par de Mercedes y yo ni los guio (Yeh, eh-eh)
Tenemos de to', estamos bendecio's (Bendecio's)
Si no es en la calle, es en el estudio metio'
Y en el cuello hielo, siempre, siempre estamo' frío'
Frío', frío', frío', los diamante' de mis prenda'
Millo, millo, millo, pero el palo siempre anda cerca
Soy leyenda como Tito, soy boricua y no me quito
La baby me ve en la Lambo y yo sin tocarla me dice "Qué rico"

I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fucking lotto
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fuckin'—

I'm still waiting on Drake to hit me up and say "What's good, J?" (Where?)
"I need a feature on my album if you could, J" (Yeah)
I slide on a ho if she look great (Look)
And my whip matte black but it look gray (Yeah)
It took a while just to get me in a good place (What?)
Too depressed, never thought I'd see a good day (Yeah)
They tried to put me in a box with some duct tape
Nigga, you ought to open up the motherfucking floodgates (Brrah)
Nigga look, me and Yandel hit the jackpot (Jackpot)
Tired of being broke, just a havenot
And back then I was selling crack rock
Tryna make the check, sick of living at the trap spot
I need an old school Chevy with a ragtop (Ragtop)
Hit the switches on a ho, make her ass drop (Blah)
Say Joyner got the streets on a padlock
Know I gotta do it for my city, I'm the mascot
This is for them niggas on a six yard (Woo)
For them hoes who ain't think I'd make it this far (Yeah)
Remember you was on top, you was in charge (Woah)
Now you living on my shadow like Spliff Star
Always knew one day I'd be this large (Yeah)
Born and raised out of Mass but I live far
Got a strong right jab and I hit hard
Fuck around and leave a nigga leaking like discharge

Salimos a la calle, siempre estamos en play
Entramos a la disco como dieciséi'
Me vieron en baja, se comen el fake
Y si fantasmea, no le vo'a dar break
La movie en P.R. como en USA
Ustedes no pasan ni del TSA
Yo siempre en la mía, viajando en privado
Y ustede' to'itos esperando en el gate (Rrr-ra)
Con to' los diamante' cómo Thanos (¡Oh-oh!)
Ya la baby tiene todo pago (¡Oh-oh!, cash)
Ustede' roncando que son malo' (¡Oh-oh!)
Y yo haciendo millone' con to' lo que grabo (¡Oh-oh!)
En la calle estamo' claro (Valentino)
Todo Gucci, todo caro
A lo' haters que me sigan dando follow
Mientras contando dinero, estoy ocupado (¡Plo!)

I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fucking lotto

El banco siempre virao' (Eh-eh), abran la caleta (La caleta)
Medio melón que vale mi muñeca
Hay muchos que lo han tratao', no tienen la receta (Feel like I just won the lotto)
No le temo a los nombre', la calle me respeta (Joyner, I got you)

It's my birthday I'm 'bout to get high, high (High, high)
I tell a broke bitch "Bye, bye" (Bye, bye)
Spaceship whip look sci-fi
Mally think I'm a alien but I'm the guy, guy (Yee)
Came home, my bitch suck me dry, dry
But it's COVID-19, no high five (Nope)
I'm the best who ever did it and he got away with it
I win like it ain't no tie, tie, ooh
Why do I feel like Marshall? (Marshall)
Coldest white rapper in the game
Let me dig in my bag, my arsenal
Your bitch tip-toe on my marble
I ain't never been shit, ain't shit change
I came up with this when your bitch came
I always show up for the big game
400K on four wheels when I switch lanes
Got brothers like Mally, like Joyner (Ayy)
I got rich on my lawyer (Ayy)
Got two hoes kissing, got two in the tub getting naked, I think I might join her (Yee)
Was an angel until I destroyed her (Yeah)
Goyard bag, I spoiled her (Ayy)
Then it went to her head so I had to kick her out
See her around, nowadays I avoid her

I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fucking lotto
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fucking lotto

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