El Oso Del Dinero

Uoh, oh, oh, yeah
Baby (pass me the keys)
Puerto Rico, DR, New York
(The light-eyed black guy)
The neighborhoods, the projects

I don't know which one I'm going to
The Ferro, the Porsche, the 63 or the Rolls-Royce
The boat parked in Saint Croix
Living life as if it's going to end today
I'm calm in my own world
The Richard sapphire, God bless my children
Another one like Floyd won't be born

The ladies come to him
Mine are up to date, they don't lack anything
The cars are black, they're all armored
You're snoring out there and you're nothing
Because my time is money
Don't be scared if I show you all the zeros
Life blessed me because I strive
I'm my boss, so I do what I want

Up here they don't reach
You know it's real here
You jerk, don't come to front
Ask the banker, it's three million a week

There's no one who's going to stop me
They all got together to try to slow me down
Greetings to the federal and state
Change the valves before they can valve

I'm not going to change
Those who turned around, let them fail
And if they throw at me, they know I'll hit
The sticks are legal, the short ones are digital
The Rolexes, the Audemars
The box never stops ringing

The ladies come to him
Mine are up to date, they don't lack anything
The cars are black, they're all armored
You're snoring out there and you're nothing
Up here they don't reach
You know it's real here
You jerk, don't come to front
Ask the banker, it's three million a week

Who else is on the decline in PR
Don't cling to fame
I'm not a street guy at all
But I made it and no one can unearth them
My grandson already has a Mercedes
Although my daughter is only six years old, she has it
The only thing certain here is death
But to be clear, I left them fifty in assets

Who told you that you're better than me, jerk, you're frustrated
Remember they came from me, in case you haven't been informed
I've seen them turn around, they thought they had stopped the black guy
I left three hundred songs on the computer
So that in 3000 I'll be the most popular

I'm very cocky and you know it
For the ladies, I'm the syrup black guy
I have an Italian, I have an Arab
I have to go, I have a show tomorrow, the money doesn't fit

The ladies come to him
The light-eyed black guy
You already know
Hi Music, Hi Flow
Hi Music, Hi Flow
Gaby
Tell me Revol
You already know, you already know