Chaqueta de Cuero
C.R.O
Leather Jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket, eating candies
The bad life, bitches, drugs, and money
My ghetto, thug soul of a bandit
Who saw it when others couldn't
Fucked up, hey dog, check out my style
Wearing crocodile, Christ is with me
Say it, if you ask for it, I'll get it for you
My friend, that bitch is a bitch but she's with me
Babe, I swear that girl adores me
She always runs after me, after me
Babe, I love her even though she's a traitor
I think she's like me, fuck that shit
I light a candle oh, crack open a Stella
Now I get messages from bitches from soap operas
I sleep my molars, wear out the soles
Not just to win, I do it just to make you hurt, bitch
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
My leather jacket
This ain't music, this is drugs
