Loca Con El Capo

Get out, 'cause later I'll ask you to stay
I won't be suffering or crying over you
Girl, you know I got plenty of women to spare

And I don’t want you to leave, but I don’t want you to stay either
I’m not gonna be bragging about life
If I got the movie, babe, with all the power

But I’m missing you, you, you, you
But I’m missing you, you, you, you

I’m crazy for the crazy girl, and she’s crazy for the boss
'Cause I go in and never pull out
She knows I’m a beast in bed
And that I’m tough out on the street
And your boyfriend better not act tough, babe, 'cause I got a strap
That jerk who sells bags

I’m gonna shut down his spot like it’s nothing
If you ask me, I’ll take him out
And put it deep inside, real deep
I don’t want feelings when it hits the news
I come from the hood, babe, the epicenter
Both of us wild, waiting for the next meet-up

We’re on the private jet - let’s go to Berlin
To buy you Gucci, babe, to get you a Birkin
I move the white stuff, the stuff they mix with the other
Here the money’s flowing
Get that ass in the 4 truck
The .40 with the tits, I put on the sports bra

We’re selling kilos to those who sell crack
We’re making the money go and come back
Get that ass in the 4 truck
The .40 with the tits, I put on the sports bra
We’re selling kilos to those who sell crack
We’re making the money go and come back

Crazy with the bo-, Crazy crazy, Crazy with the boss
Crazy with the bo-, Crazy crazy, Crazy with the boss
Crazy with the bo-, Crazy with the boss
Crazy with the bo-, Crazy with the boss

But I’m missing you, you, you, you
But I’m missing you, you, you, you