This is a song about "Hola como estas yo muy bien pues"

Light you up muy picante, cross your legs like i'm ghandi

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Check the fucking facts yo

We magnetizing the ghetto

Not likely like stay long please

Yo yo, hop into my mercedes

Preaching to the choir though

I know are my foes, yo

//here we go, make history, yo

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Very scary but yo

Get you high, keep it on the low

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Yo, yo, yo, lemme show you how we do it down in the hood...