A200 (remix) (feat. Luck Ra, Paulo Londra, King Savagge, LIT killah y Bayron Fire)
Jairo Vera
A200 (remix) (feat. Luck Ra, Paulo Londra, King Savagge, LIT killah and Bayron Fire)
Haha
(Driving down Vespucio at 200)
Yeah
I brought you the remix of the year
I’m ready to go out, give me your location
Wait for me dressed in Dolce & Gabbana
And let everyone know that you’re mine only
And that won’t change, no matter what, you know
Vroom-vroom, vroom
I’m on my way to get you, driving down Vespucio at 200
Reclining the seat back, wait for me, all set
Baby, I’m your artist, and my time is coming
I’m surrounded by envy
My girl’s gotta jump to pull up her jeans
She’s thick, and she doesn’t even hit the gym
She’s got the tattoos that I like
So, when am I gonna have her
Naked in my room? Let me know when
Cause, baby, I’ll pick you up and lock you in my room
That little guy of yours is driving me crazy
Doesn’t go out, I see you, I kiss you, and I break you
Cause now we're living large, living large
We’re ready, thankful to God, for the envy, cheers
Living large, living large
The haters making moves, asking how I’m doing
Well, not how you are
Baby, I’m on my way at the speed of sound
I promised that if I made it big, I’d blow it all with you
There’s some trouble outside, but I’m cruising easy
Cause I remember how you whispered in my ear
Pretty girl, say you’re ready
Tonight isn’t for you to be alone
Today we can kick off with a shot
Then finish with some drinks
Oh-oh, it’s so easy to lose control
When you send your location
I hop in the whip
And I’m on my way to get you, driving down Vespucio at 200
Reclining the seat back, wait for me, all set
Baby, I’m your artist, come on and let’s make the moment
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (vroom)
They want to see my head where my LV’s go
They expect to see me fall, but the kid just rises
Even though evil surrounds me, with you I’m on cloud nine
Counting oranges and blues
Cause now we’re living large, living large (vroom, vroom, vroom)
And we’re ready, thanks to God, and for the envy, cheers
Living large, living large
The haters making moves, asking how I’m doing
Well, not how you are (listen to the chorus, baby)
I’m on my way to get you, arriving at Córdoba at 200
Reclining the seat back, wait for me, all set
Baby, I’m your artist, come live the moment
I’ll make you mine for all time (Jairo Vera)
I’m surrounded by fakes, so much fame and cash at my young age
Many want what’s mine, but they don’t get it and they won’t
Cause you were born for me and no one else
I go all out with the one who calms me, my girl, the only one who knows about loyalty
I’ve been wanting you for a while, I’m gonna take off that top
This is until we crash, let the haters pay for protection
I’m the only devil that lets you get close
I didn’t waste my time, I’m all in for you to get out of the block (hey, what?)
She sent me a selfie, I take it, yeah or yeah?
Everyone wants me to kiss you, my POV, hey
I fulfill all the fantasies
And I give her what she loves
Tell me, baby, if you want me to do things in different places
Baby, hop in my ride
So I can warm you up
She doesn’t want a fool changing plans
She likes the real
Wait for me, cause I
I’m on my way to get you, down the road at 200
Reclining the seat back, wait for me, all set
Baby, I’m your artist, and I’m in time
I’m surrounded by envy, but I go fast, not slow
I’m in the Cherokee like a boss
The haters envy me, but don’t act
They want to reach me, but bounce back
Italian cut, they’re not in my lane
And they're trapped, Italian cut, the most expensive
Baby, I’m coming for you, I’ll mask up
I’m the highest-priced product
I know I won’t miss, I’m the damn one making songs
These days I spent over 100 bucks, choose some kicks
Let’s go wherever you want, I’ll cover all your vacations
Your complete artist has never held back like these fools
Cause now we’re living large, living large (vroom)
And we’re ready, thanks to God, and for the envy, cheers
Living large, living large (living large)
The haters making moves, asking how I’m doing
Well, not how you are
(Vroom, I’m on my way to get you, driving down Vespucio at 200)
(Reclining the seat back, wait for me, all set)
(We love you, Berrio BB)