Las Naik (feat. Marcianeke)

Mami, move your waist and I'll give you heat
I have the cure for you
And if you don't hurry up, things will get hard
No photos, no captures, we're all pure blood

On behalf of the bill and don't talk to me unless it's to repeat
Or to share a nice night, I know you want to repeat
And you're going to come and I'm going to break you
The note will go up, you'll f*** and you won't sleep

I put on my Nikes to thug out this night, girl
Tell me if you're down
You want me to hit that
Code and Sprite, tell me if you want a hit or a line, hey

I put on my Nikes to thug out this night, girl
Tell me if you're down (Ah)
You want me to hit that
Code and Sprite, tell me if you want a hit or a line (hey)

Mami, I liked your Nikes
Tell me what's up, I know you'll give me the note
I got stacks if you drink, smoke, chill
And a button for you to break it (ah)

And at the party we bring the guns
Golden laces, the girl moves her a**
She took something, it hits her and she loses control
She wants me to f*** her p**** afterwards, ha (Marcianeke)

Arriving at the party with swagger
Super cool, anti-fool, while I touch thousands of slaps
And she wants me to f*** her after the party
I seduce her in the middle of the party, tell her

Tell your dog I'm not scared
That if it goes off, we'll pull out the guns
Important, make a mistake
Now, mami, my buddy's dead, tell me where to bury him

I put on my Nikes to thug out this night, girl
Tell me if you're down
You want me to hit that
Code and Sprite, tell me if you want a hit or a line, hey

I put on my Nikes to thug out this night, girl
Tell me if you're down
You want me to hit that
Code and Sprite, tell me if you want a hit or a line (hey)

Hey, mami, we matched when we both did it
And after she came, she kept going on her own
Respect, mami, move, I have PVT
Jordan, I connected the 250 with a joint

Off the rails, get on all fours
We have knives, we have a blowtorch
If you suck it, move
I'm with Marcianeke, tell him to hit you
After he touches you, ha

That chorus likes the talquino (ah)
Who snort and smoke fine
Your boyfriend should go back where he came from
Thinks he's tough but he's my nephew

If not, turn around quickly
I crown you so you fall in love, vampire turn
Cool, good syrup and güiro
It bounces back and looks me in the eyes, brr-brr-brr

What do they know about style? We're the style
Hey, hey
Don't scratch each other
New York flow, hey
The Magical Thugs

I put on my Nikes to thug out this night, girl
Tell me if you're down
You want me to hit that, hey
Brr-Brr-Brr
I know you want me to break that, girl