Lyrics Cabo - Bankrol Hayden
Met
a
shawty
down
in
Cabo
and
she
a
model
Got
a
villa
by
the
beach,
I
feel
like
Pablo
Girl,
your
best
friend
choosy,
you
better
follow
I′m
just
tryna
fuck
a
redbone
like
Mulatto
Ayy,
Nina,
I
can
get
you
in
the
States
without
a
Visa
You
know
I
need
ya
Put
you
in
the
AMG,
not
a
Beamer
Let
the
chopper
out,
it
singin'
like
Aaliyah
That
Clase
Azul
hittin′
out
the
bottle
I'm
just
tryna
get
behind
it
like
I'm
Five-O
(Five-O)
Me
and
you,
that′s
a
crazy
combo
Throwin′
money
in
the
air
like
we
hit
the
lotto
Roll
somethin'
for
your
lungs,
uh
Baby,
we
could
do
it
′til
the
sun
up
(ah)
Let
your
guard
down,
put
your
guns
up
(guns
up)
'Cause
we
ain′t
gettin'
any
younger
at
all
Say
what′s
on
your
mind,
don't
make
me
wonder
(bitch)
Rollin'
in
the
deep,
goin′
under
When
I
hit,
I
was
thinkin′
'bout
my
ex
I
even
sent
a
text
in
the
middle
of
the
sex
You
remind
me
of
a
girl
I
used
to
be
playin′
I
know
your
love
is
dangerous
Met
a
shawty
down
in
Cabo
and
she
a
model
Got
a
villa
by
the
beach,
I
feel
like
Pablo
Girl,
your
best
friend
choosy,
you
better
follow
I'm
just
tryna
fuck
a
redbone
like
Mulatto
Ayy,
Nina,
I
can
get
you
in
the
States
without
a
Visa
You
know
I
need
ya
Put
you
in
the
AMG,
not
a
Beamer
Let
the
chopper
out,
it
singin′
like
Aaliyah
That
Clase
Azul
hittin'
out
the
bottle
I′m
just
tryna
get
behind
it
like
I'm
Five-O
(Five-O)
Me
and
you,
that's
a
crazy
combo
Throwin′
money
in
the
air
like
we
hit
the
lotto
Lamb′
truck,
I
don't
carry
keys
(brr)
Got
a
Rollie
sittin′
on
my
wrist
just
like
a
parakeet
(coo)
I
done
threw
in
my
Robins
for
Amiri
jeans
Shit,
I
really
made
a
mil'
when
I
was
seventeen,
before
I
had
a
GED
Uh,
2 a.m.,
slidin′
in
that
Tahoe
through
Cabo
Spanish
bitch
in
my
Monte
Carlo,
vamos
Diamonds
changin'
different
colors
like
iguanas
Stick
tucked
in
my
poncho
like
Chapo
You
remind
me
of
a
girl
I
used
to
be
playin′
I
know
your
love
is
dangerous
Met
a
shawty
down
in
Cabo
and
she
a
model
Got
a
villa
by
the
beach,
I
feel
like
Pablo
Girl,
your
best
friend
choosy,
you
better
follow
I'm
just
tryna
fuck
a
redbone
like
Mulatto
Ayy,
Nina,
I
can
get
you
in
the
States
without
a
Visa
You
know
I
need
ya
Put
you
in
the
AMG,
not
a
Beamer
Let
the
chopper
out,
it
singin'
like
Aaliyah
That
Clase
Azul
hittin′
out
the
bottle
I′m
just
tryna
get
behind
it
like
I'm
Five-O
(Five-O)
Me
and
you,
that′s
a
crazy
combo
Throwin'
money
in
the
air
like
we
hit
the
lotto
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