Chapiadora
Cazzu
Gold Digger
(Chapi, chapi, chapi, shh)
(Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi)
(Chapi, ah, Cazzu, bitch)
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Thinking about money, daddy, all the time
I have a cat that counts bills all day
She looks like an accountant
In the purse there's mascara
Lipstick, perfume, and a calculator
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Those who count money are the ones who don't cry
Gold digger, gold digger
Gold digger, gold digger
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Thinking about money, daddy, all the time
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Those who count money are the ones who don't cry
Gold digger
Looking for money like Dora The Explorer (and for what?)
Gold digger
Losing money and time is the one who falls in love (the one who falls in love)
Gold digger
I want to check the time on a Rolex (check the time)
Gold digger
If you don't understand how to save, one of my cats advises you
All those fools buy expensive drinks for me
If I don't give you anything in return, it's because I didn't ask for anything
They're all worried about who I slept with
And your new girl trying to look like me
I have a bitch who, if you mess with me, will kill you
Don't hate me, bitches, if you already know what it's about
From my school, millionaires and tremendous sats come out
I'm teaching them that there's little time to make money
Like rubbing a gold chain that reaches my ass
You won't see another one like this, better take a picture
Showing off with a tremendous flow even when my heart is broken
I don't care anymore, with what I earned, they fear, now I buy another one
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Thinking about money, daddy, all the time
I have a cat that counts bills all day
She looks like an accountant
In the purse there's mascara
Lipstick, perfume, and a calculator
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Those who count money are the ones who don't cry
Making money move
Are all my bills not there? (Where is my money, bitch?)
Turn off the light
Your ear inside a package
I have a new shoes
Spoiled with your new toy (don't fuck with me)
I have the attitude
To make them respect me
I'm smart, I do business with fools
I don't want more friends, I want more thousands
If they don't want to lose, better not look at us
I'm in charge of making the cats have fun
She doesn't want to be your girlfriend, but she wants to be your friend
You can't copy the flow of the damn MVP
Whenever you want, we invite you to come by
We'll show you what trap sounds like in my country
Don't fuck with me (don't fuck with me)
Stop talking more shit
I'm making money
Fuck the fakes
Who respects me has my respect
And whoever wants problems will have problems
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Thinking about money, daddy, all the time
I have a cat that counts bills all day
She looks like an accountant
In the purse there's mascara
Lipstick, perfume, and a calculator
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Those who count money are the ones who don't cry
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Thinking about money, daddy, all the time
I have a cat that counts bills all day
She looks like an accountant
In the purse there's mascara
Lipstick, perfume, and a calculator
Chapi, chapi, chapi, chapi
Those who count money are the ones who don't cry
