This is a song about "Lo wesley"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

Every since then our whole city been horrible

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Mira qué bonito lo,

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

If its not couture, i will not go to her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner