DRIPPEO KBRON (feat. Dei V)

Bassyy
Ey, yeah-yeah
It's El Ousi with The Flavor
Ey, yeah-yeah

Every time we go out it's a damn drip
The diamonds on the body that glow in the dark
Sticks for the opps, half a million and the hoes
At the parties we have your girls in the front row

Every time we go out it's a damn drip
Diamonds on the body that glow in the dark
Sticks for the opps, half a million and the hoes
At the parties we have your girls in the front row

At home I have more panties than a Rauwlee concert
We show off designer as if it were an outlet
Welcome—Welcome to the penthouse, this is not a chalet
Mine are blowing it, get in the chalet

I haven't even taken off the Shell, washing money and it's not Vel
We set up the kiosk in the middle as if it were the Bird
We're in the middle of summer with Moncler jackets
Look for a 50 Cent when you want to come see me

We're in a Bugatti in Miami, we're not Bad Bu or Anuel
We don't take off the short, like Darell's cap
We arrive and you see all the asses start moving
The Balenciagas in patent leather, double C Chanel outfit

I'm-I'm-I'm the ghost of the trucks and the guns
I'm leaving Carola like Coscu from Palma
Ousi's tattoos on the tits and ass
We ring the ACT, damn, take it easy

We arrive and oh shit, what a hit, oh shit
She wants to make love in the club like USHER
We armor the cars, we get off the pieces
We armor the cars, we get off the—

We arrive and oh shit, what a hit, oh shit
She wants to make love in the club like USHER
We armor the cars, we get off the pieces
Watch out for the sneakers, watch out so they don't rub us, ey

Every time we go out it's a damn drip
The diamonds on the body that glow in the dark (Dei V)
Sticks for the opps, half a million and the hoes (Under Water)
At the parties we have your girls in the front row

Every time I go out they come to Flavor and they cape
They don't give us a grade, that's why they don't cape it
Stop talking about the street, I've never seen them in the field
And don't believe it, give up the leg you limp on

They didn't believe, I made them believe
And the babies listen to me, they shake their asses
The ones who didn't want me now fight over me
The ones who were disgusted by me now drool over me

I nail them, I don't love them
After I get in, I don't complain
I live like a rich man, work like a slave
A kilo of coke, damn, or else I don't record

Ey, we-we-we drive all the moms crazy
They flash their asses, their tits at all my parties
I'm not dripping, I'm a tsunami
Making money with balls of music and weed

We arrive and oh shit, what a hit, oh shit
The shorty in love with the Flavor, tattooed my name
I went out and the movie went bankrupt like Blockbuster
To the hater: "Suck my dick, motherfucker"

(Every time we go out it's a damn drip
The diamonds on the body that glow in the dark
Sticks for the opps, half a melon and the hoes
At the parties we have your girls in the front row, ey)

Every time we go out it's a damn drip (what?)
The diamonds on the body that glow in the dark
Sticks for the opps, half a million and the hoes (Under Water)
At the parties we have your girls in the front row

Mera, tell me, Ousi
Ey, me, it's Ousi
Tell these people we're like Arcángel and De La Ghetto in 2005
You know, applying all the flavors and they're barquillando, damn

Yeah
Do you understand me?
Uh-huh
Under Water
Mera, tell me, K.A.R. beats
The new wave, baby, the hardest

The Bassyy
Those who make the booty move
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Tell me, Melou-D, yeah
Uoh-oh
Yeah, The Flavorz