Guarida

Bryant Ma
Bryant Myers
Fran Fusion on the beat
Everything Foreign, haha
Millo Gang

In your hideout, in your hideout
In rainy weather, the most delicious thing is to hide it there
When I have it between your four wet walls
I make you bring out the devil you have hidden inside

After I light up these two blunts, I'm going up
Those big buttocks look like they were made in Bogotá or Luciferina
Addicted to you, flow like heroin
That killer booty deserves to be finished off

Baby, you're made to be sucked like a vacuum cleaner
I'm going to fuck you on top of the Benjamins
Something hidden in the drawers and crazy slow on top of the dinner
I'm going to dig you like a digger and bury it under the Hilfiger

Baby, that bumper is brand new from the dealer
These dickheads giving it to you on IG
And me giving it to you in all the hotels and Airbnbs
Or else, on a yacht and skiing

We bring down a hundred bottles in all the VIP areas
We burn and duo flow my ruby, eh
A fucking bitch, but I checked her record and it's clear
In the doggy style, what are you doing?
You look spectacular, baby, I'm going to give you the booty of the year

Hey, little cake, I'm going to eat you like a red velvet
My tongue touching you in the dark
You come and go, but you come back

The grass of the laboratory like Dexter
Tell them that since I entered the hideout, no more guests are allowed
And whoever tries will wake up on the grass, brr

In your hideout, in your hideout
In rainy weather, the most delicious thing is to hide it there
When I have it between your four wet walls
I make you bring out the devil you have hidden inside

Today we're going to repeat last night
Everyone calls Bose, Gabanna
As this Dolce is burning
You're delicious, yes, but if you want to operate, you know there's enough budget here

I'm going to explode your mouth with the grenade launcher
And I'll throw it inside, oh, shit
We bought Chencho and Maldy at Walgreens
She has a fan club, but I'm the only one

Because I hit her in all the rounds like Miguel Cotto to Shane Mosley
Before it was the motels in Cagua
Now they're the presidential suites in Condi
I'm going to break down the four walls of your hideout like I'm going to break down Choli's

My little buttocks
Tell these movie stars that you went to do everything and it wasn't from the PUA check
And that when we see each other, I bury myself in your skin like barbed wire
I open your two legs like opening the doors of the Buga
Baby, there's no better place than being hidden inside you

Hideout, in your hideout
In rainy weather, the most delicious thing is to hide it there
When I have it between your four wet walls
She brings out the devil inside her with smoke and drink

In your hideout, in your hideout
In rainy weather, the most delicious thing is to hide it there
When I have it between your four wet walls
I make you bring out the devil you have hidden inside

El Mynor
Bryant Ma
Bryant Myers
The Human Trap, The Trapero of Traperos, the trap in person
Millo Gang
The Martians, The Family
Tell me, Chris Jedi, Gaby Music
Tell me, Yizus
Tell me Ninow
Tell me, Customs