Caprese (feat. Cruz Cafuné)

All I ask is to go out and spend (Ye-yeah)
Burning cash even if racks are tight
All I ask is to go out and spend
Feels cool, so good
So good, so good
Yeah

A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
I step out fresh like the barber, I’m gonna catch a cold
Hey, I’m fattening up the bill with a .wav
And if I didn’t score today, I’m not going to bed

Hm-mm, and all the Nikes are new
Hm-mm, God gave me the good stuff
Hm-mm, babe, let’s go wherever
Poison in the cup, I can feel it lifting me up

Hm-mm
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want)
Hey, hm-mm
(A little treat once a week, I don’t w—)

Yeah, yeah
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want)
Hm-mm
(A little treat once a—, a little treat once a—)
Ah-ah-ah

The dealer sent me the menu on Telegram, one day is one day
Three months on tour, as soon as I’m back on the island, you’re mine
I’ve been soaking up the sun, zero alcohol, my skin shines
She told me if I see others, don’t let her know

Hm, babe, I just want you
Hm, if I sing it, it’s because I live it
Hm-mm, I got the frozen vibe like one from Frigo
Come with me, we live it up giving ourselves treats

Uh, and all the Margiela Tabi's
Uh-uh, God gave me the good stuff
Uh-uh, the saint with the candles
Let our kids come out and their prefixes in my school

Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want)
Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t w—)
Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want)
Uh, uh-uh-uh

Why are you carrying a girl’s purse?
It’s a Louis Vuitton backpack and it’s unisex
Question, does the devil wear Prada?
Yeah

A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
Come to my place, I got bottles to pop
You’re not from Venezuela, but we do it a cappella
And without studying, baby, you’re gonna test me

A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
It’s summer, we’re alive, I think it’s something to celebrate
I bet this fly puts you in your zone and sways
While the world burns and you’re at home teaching me to spin

Morning baby, it’s past eight
And I know you’re late for a commitment
I never ask you for anything, I’m not picky
But before you leave, do me this little favor

Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly
Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butter—

P-p-pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly
Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly