En El Tubo (feat. Brray y Jon Z)

In the pole is where the money's made
In the pole is where the money's made
Ah-ah, ah-ah
For the thugs and the leather, yeah

In the pole is where the money's made
In the pole is where the money's made
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Billing the whole year

She changed her name, the details of her hair
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Did the money dance

And she's the favorite of the thugs and the leather
Ah-ah, ah-ah
In the pole is where the money's made, oh-oh

During the day OnlyFans
At night another plan
She's gonna climb the pole
For the Benjamin Franklins

The ones who throw her money are the ones who give her less
I eat that ass
Twice like the bread

Gucci, Chanel
From head to toe
Many call her my goddess and I didn't even pray to get in her
And I only bought her Rosé
I touched her below, yeah
In my bed, I handcuffed her, yeah, yeah

(Jon Z, men)

I make 10 thousand fly (damn)
Money falling from the sky
Your friends started talking about me
Fighting over who fucks me first

When she starts dancing on the pole
She's the favorite of the trappers
She moves her ass phenomenally
Filling the bucket with money

The bouncer doesn't want to let me in
No, because we're with all the shooters
She always wants to play with me
Even though she knows I'm a trickster

Burning grass, smoking more (damn)
On the floor, a mess of kids
She wants to take me to the private room
With a model friend of the brothel, yeah

Smoke weed and drink
Smoke weed and drink
Smoke weed and drink
Smoke weed and drink
Smoke weed and drink (brray, sheesh)

In the pole is where the money's made
In the pole is where the money's made (cash)
Ah-ah, ah-ah
For the thugs and the leather

Because in the pole is where the money's made
In the pole is where the money's made
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Billing the whole year, yeah

She makes it look easy and even your woman would want to
Generate what she generates
My respect to the doctor who operates on her

Because the baby is all there
She cuts into the wallet
She doesn't trust just anyone

Her language is money and that's why she doesn't go with the first one
The leather girls don't trust the leather girls
But they get together with others to make a couple of zeros

She moves that ass and the money rains down
With the bottles clinking
She acts crazy
Even though she knows what I want
To give it to her the whole weekend

And in the club she has another identity
She says money can't buy happiness
But what she wants, without looking for it, she gets

The dispensary weed for anxiety
She says she quit at an early age
But since she doesn't stop billing, she doesn't know when she'll get serious

She changed her name
The details of her hair
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Did the money dance

And she's the favorite of the thugs and the leather (cash, cash)
Ah-ah, ah-ah
In the pole is where the money's made, oh-oh

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (shut the fuck up)
Ly-Ly
Brray
Lyanno, baby, ah-ah
Your favorite
Panda Black
The Black Sheep, baby
SúbeloNeo
The real ones, you know
Freddy and Phantom

Because you're mine, baby
Hey, this is for the streets, baby

Ly-Ly-Ly
Hey, hey
Lyanno

So they can dance on the pole, hehe
So they can dance on the pole
So they can dance on the pole, haha
Mamacita, what's up?