Lyrics Fiesta - Audio Idols

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Chillin' in my 4.6 at the light
'Bout to be VIP for the night
Shorty in the drop-top V made of ice
Pull up to her bumper, baby, beep twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun but my wrist said freeze
Now Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller (Wha-wha?)

To all my hot girls livin', fiesta
To all my hot boys livin', fiesta
To all my Chi-town, fiesta
And all my uptown, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you spittin' on them things, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug, fiesta

We be off in the club sippin' lime
Red-eyed deep in the cut puffin' lye
Strippers in the back of the club showin' line
Soon as I get a buzz, I'm showin' line
House on top of the hill, count 'em all
Who's gonna buy the box? Get 'em gone
Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up
I'm a baller, now where's my ballers? (Wha-wha?)

To all my hot girls livin', fiesta
To all my hot boys livin', fiesta
To all my Chi-town, fiesta
And all my uptown, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you spittin' on them things, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug, fiesta

We pop Cris' on a daily base
Plus we got honies all up in the place
'Bout to wild out in a major way (That's right)
So put your hands up if you made your pay
Add a little juice to the Tanqueray (Yeah, yeah)
Let the ice show 'til it burn the base
Rockwell sittin' on Capitol Hill
Trackmaster make capital deals
Now maybe Gotti iced out with the blingy bling (Come on)
And the big body sittin' on them gleamy things (Come on)
Now Rockland know the means of CREAM (Come on)
Tell Leon B. Thug and Aseem the king
Got PJ and Cabrini dreams (Thugged out)
Hot chicks down to do anything
The more chicks cop more
Pop more Cris' and Kelly drop more hits
What you know about these cats that be
Spendin' the dough? (Spendin' the dough)
Every day drink Henny and a bottle of Mo' (What, what?)
Wild whip, hit chicks blowin' twenties (Uh, uh)
To the club, thirty deep, plenty ice to show (Yeah)
Mami said she never rolled in a six before (Fiesta)
Never seen a young cat this rich before (Come on)
Yeah, Kelly made a way for these bitches to blow (Fiesta)
Thugged out, two G, Rockland for sure (Come on)

To all my hot girls livin', fiesta
And all my hot boys livin', fiesta
To all my Chi-town, fiesta
And all my uptown, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you spittin' on them things, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug, fiesta
To all my hot girls livin', fiesta
And all my hot boys livin', fiesta
To all my Chi-town livin', fiesta
And all the uptown, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you spittin' on them things, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug, fiesta