Sunroof (feat. Farruko y Yemil)

Laramercy gang
Is a bad man thing
Farru!

Your eyes look at me
Thinking about what they will say
Fuck what they think (what they think)
At the last minute, they don't understand
That this gun I carry is to protect you
Where I come from, we don't fear death
Your parents don't want to see you with me

Because they say I'm from the streets (uh-yeh)
And I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details (pri-yah-yah)
Baby, that's how I roll (oh-oh-oh)
And even though they say I'm from the streets
I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details (Laramercy gang)
Baby, tell them I'm the one you like (Farru, ooh)

Your parents got nervous when they saw me get out
Of the car with all the Cuban diamonds
With the shiny retro shirt and I greeted nicely
You could see the tool under the t-shirt (the t-shirt)
Relax, old man, the girl is in good hands
Don't worry, I'll bring her back early
No need to get upset
We're here for a good time and to hang out
It's a shame they judge me because I'm from the hood
That I carry a weapon to protect myself, doesn't mean I'm a hitman
The streets are dangerous and I trust no one
Let others cry before mine (Farru!)

Because they say I'm from the streets (uh-yeh)
And I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details (-talle')
Baby, that's how I roll (oh-oh-oh)
And even though they say I'm from the streets
I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details
Baby, tell them I'm the one you like

I won't justify myself if at night, naked
You keep my muse at a hundred
They will try to end this and your desires where they fit
When I enter and they don't know who's taking you
A bandit won't know how to love you
As BC says: Bad guys don't change
Your parents won't let me see you (no, oh)

Smoke through my sunroof
A 30-round and your location
Like 50 Cent, I have 21 questions

Because they say I'm from the streets (uh-yeh)
And I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details (-talle')
Baby, that's how I roll (oh-oh-oh)
And even though they say I'm from the streets
I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details
Baby, tell them I'm the one you like (like)

24/7 in the hustle (oh)
God watches over you and I protect you
That's why I carry my Glock
Even though when I go out, I never see them (see)
And this gun I carry is to protect you
Where I come from, we don't fear death
Your parents don't want to see you with me

Because they say I'm from the streets (uh-yeh)
And I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details (-talle')
Baby, that's how I roll (oh-oh-oh)
And even though they say I'm from the streets
I'm not gonna justify myself
But I'm not gonna talk about details
Baby, tell them I'm the one you like (you like)

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