Huracheee (feat. Farruko, EZ, Lary Over y Rauw Alejandro)

EZ Made Da Beat

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
She goes out at night with her friends
And I give her money to buy her sushi
Her whole outfit is Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
And I calmly pay for everything
That's what baking soda pays for

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
After the note, the tussi
She goes for the munchies of sushi
She dresses completely in Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
She asks for a lot of cash
That's what baking soda pays for

Yeah
My cat likes gangsters, but she's with me and I don't sell devices
I won't deny that I like whores and even more if they don't charge cheap
If she behaves well with me, I'll take her to the Emirates
I mount her on my camel and even in the desert we have a great time
I buy her Jimmy Choo, you used to buy what you used
With you, she didn't see the light, with me she takes care of herself
You used to buy Versace, also all Fendi, a lot of Gucci
When she went to check all that, it was all fake
Don't talk to her about brands or trips, don't talk to her about cars
Don't tell her you're the best when I know you don't deliver

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
We spend time traveling shopping, you know
Exploding the cash
Her whole outfit is Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
And I calmly pay for everything
That's what baking soda pays for

That's how it is
She only wears Versace, Gucci, and Chanel
The wallet in leather
Rolex, she doesn't use Cartier
My bitch, bad and boujee
She keeps the Uzi in her purse
All these people snore and are pussy
Stuck, stuck like Lil Uzi, yeah
EZ don't stop the beat
You're tough like Cardi B, i
No one pays your bills
That ass needs a repeat, eat
She grooms herself even for the corner
She's a whore, but she acts classy, yeah-yeah

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
She goes out at night with her friends
And I give her money to buy her sushi
Her whole outfit is Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
And I calmly pay for everything
That's what baking soda pays for

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
After the note, the tussi
She goes for the munchies of sushi
She dresses completely in Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
She asks for a lot of cash
That's what baking soda pays for

We're good (Rauw)
Hundred dollar bills
We like to smoke and drink
We hang out in the club until dawn
I know you well
Baby, don't pretend
You like Rolex watches, diamonds
Superstars and Balenciaga

Mine, if it's not Gucci, it's Fendi, Louis, she doesn't settle
Dolce, Moschino, Chanel, Versace and Prada
Mine is fine, don't turn away from me
I'm her Tony, she's my Elvira
I give her money and she throws it
So the whores dance on me
My baby sets them on fire
She's fearless, she goes all out
She gets in the Lambo and drives it too, eh
She only smokes kush and likes the hundred dollar bills, yeah (Farru!)
EZ Made Da Beat

My cat doesn't wear Huarache
Why? If I buy her Gucci
She goes out at night with her friends
And I give her money to buy her sushi
Her whole outfit is Versace
She likes to dress in fashion
And I calmly pay for everything
That's what baking soda pays for

EZ Made Da Beat