WUOU (feat. Luar La L)

Willmajor, this the one
He-he-hey, ball, turn it up

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
I got your girl giving me deep throat and I got you riding this flow
They see me and say: Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow (yeah)
I got your girl checking out my kicks, got two semi-autos on my waist, sheesh (prr)

Keep looking at me, yeah (mmm), I ain't looking back
They keep fronting on me, yeah (mmm), I front back at 'em
Keep throwing shade at me, yeah (mmm, fuck), I throw it back at 'em
Keep sending me shit (mmm), prr, I send it back at 'em

Come on, baby, move it slow-mo (wuh)
It's 25 grand for a show, bro (ja)
There are few left like me, hijuepu (grr)
My girl gets wet when I touch her (pah)
Rolling with Luar, acting wild (wuh)
Pull out the AK, break their lights (jaja)
We put 'em to sleep, make 'em choke (grr)
We're hard as hell like a coconut

I'm still standing strong, man, for a couple years, and I'm still killing it (wuh)
Those who laughed, mocked me, now they're all sucking up
She gives me head with both hands like she's praying (jaja)
I got an AK, a pistol, I got a rifle, man, they call me "commando" (pah)
Héctor Lavoe the singer (wuh), I'm strapped like a gangster (wuh)
In black like Black Panther, I make 'em run like hamsters
You better watch out for the elephant tramples (prr), they fear me, let 'em panic (jaja)
I catch 'em like a glove (yeah, yeah), all my people in front (gang)

Keep looking at me, yeah (mmm), I ain't looking back
Keep fronting on me, yeah (mmm), I front back at 'em
Keep throwing shade at me, yeah (mmm, the lyrics), I throw it back at 'em
Keep sending me shit (mmm, the G4s), prr, I send it back at 'em

The baddies' booties up (rise, rise)
The devils cut outside, my license is active ('s all fucked up)
To break you from the inside out, I supply the Dracos
I put it on play, in the boat for the ride
A hundred asses on my plate, I got your girl wet, this flow is wild
Bro, I'm on fire, ask (ask)
Check your recent history (eh)
They don't shine if the lyrics come to rap (ah-ah)
A verse from me is like a tutorial, come on, learn, students (amen)
Don't you see I'm sounding global?
I don't give a fuck about the billboards, the lyrics are real for the streets, and bro, this is gonna chart (ah)
They hear me rapping and all say wow because I got the codes (ah)
For the baddies, Sonoma Coast, for the cats, the Glock in the coat (prr)
Living like a boss, Al Capone
Sending work to the mailbox
Rolling in the Panamera with Jon, eager to catch you and take out the boss, bro (ah)

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
I got your girl giving me deep throat and I got you riding this flow
They see me and say: Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow (yeah)
I got your girl checking out my kicks, got two semi-autos on my waist, sheesh (prr)

Keep looking at me, yeah (mmm), I ain't looking back
They keep fronting on me, yeah (mmm), I front back at 'em
Keep throwing shade at me, yeah (mmm), I throw it back at 'em
Keep sending me shit (mmm), prr, I send it back at 'em

The lyrics
The G4s, bro
Yo, tell me, Jon
Are they still sending you pics, hijueputa?
Prr