Lyrics Uptown Vibes - Meek Mill feat. Anuel Aa & Fabolous
Spanish
bitch,
from
uptown
I
pull
up,
bust
down
Yeah,
oh
Ven
aquí,
diamonds
choke
I
choke
my
Spanish
loca
In
the
kitchen,
whippin'
that
dope
up
You
can
smell
her
odor
Pablo
pitching
and
we
gon'
hit
it
Like
we
Sammy
Sosa
(Gimme
that)
Put
that
Bentley
to
the
limit
You
can
smell
her
odor
(Skrrt)
Ho,
Spanish
bitches
call
me
chulo
When
I'm
pullin'
up
in
that
two
door
Diamonds
different
color,
uno
All
these
hunnids
on
me
mami
Make
my
pockets
look
like
sumo
I
got
money
out
the
ass
I
finger
pop
you
in
your
culo
When
I
hit
you
with
that,
you
know
(You
know)
You
know,
smoke
a
little
hookah
(Hookah)
Kick
it
like
it's
Judo
(Judo)
Let
you
hit
the
OG
(OG)
Sip
some
42
tho'
(Yeah)
And
when
we
get
in
mood
I'mma
dog
it
like
I'm
Cujo,
woah
Heard
they
tryna
steal
the
wave
Cut
it
out,
cut
it
out
Spicy
mamis
on
the
way
Bust
it
down,
bust
it
down
Saw
my
watch,
she
love
The
way
I
flood
it
out,
ey
Talk
to
me
nice
Show
you
what
these
Bentley
'bout,
woh
Pipe
down
Throwin'
up
shots
First
we
shut
them
down,
then
we
open
up
shop
Realest
nigga
around,
just
in
case,
y'all
forgot
They've
been
tryna
stop
the
wave
But
the
wave
don't
stop
Uptown
nigga
I
was
down,
but
they
see
I'm
up
now,
nigga
Head
high
'cause
I'm
holdin'
Up
my
crown,
nigga
Never
told,
even
through
The
ups
and
downs,
nigga
And
if
I
D'Usse,
it's
a
cup
of
brown,
nigga
Only
way
I
double
cross
is
I
just
keep
spinning
Only
to
make
'em
nauseous
Dímelo,
mami,
like
salsa,
we
could
dip
I'm
just
tryna
see
you
dance
Salsa
on
a
dick,
woh
It
went
down,
she
came
up,
you
know
Y'all
take
shots,
y'all
aim
up,
you
know
Hate
on
low,
but
we
fly
high,
you
know
Talk
is
cheap,
free
WiFi,
woh
Heard
they
tryna
steal
the
wave
Cut
it
out,
cut
it
out
Spicy
mamis
on
the
way
Bust
it
down,
bust
it
down
Saw
my
watch
She
love
the
way
I
flood
it
out,
ey
Talk
to
me
nice
Show
you
what
these
Bentley
'bout,
woh
Pipe
down
Throwin'
up
shots
(Brrr)
First
we
shut
them
down,
Then
we
open
up
shop
(Anuel,
ah)
Realest
nigga
around,
just
in
case,
y'all
forgot
They've
been
tryna
stop
the
wave,
But
the
wave
don't
stop
(Ah,
brrr,
jaja)
Vo'
a
estar
al
volante
De
la
vuelta
‘el
cantante
Que
tiene
guerra
con
los
narcotraficantes
Hijo
‘e
puta,
tengo
cuatro
rutas
Y
lo'
vendo
a
32
como
Karl
Malone
en
Utah
Louis
Vuitton,
Dolce
y
Versace
Vo'
a
morirme
millonario,
Los
Iluminati
La
glope',
y
las
puta'
en
el
bote
Y
las
nalga'
como
Jennifer
Lopez,
brrr
Y
ella
rebota
ese
culote
Y
yo
le
mamo
ese
totito,
pa'
que
no
me
bote
Yo
tengo
diez
dracotes
Y
tenemos
13
R
Mil
soldados
pa'
to'
estos
bichotes
Heard
they
tryna
steal
the
wave
Cut
it
out,
cut
it
out
Spicy
mamis
on
the
way
Bust
it
down,
bust
it
down
Saw
my
watch
She
love
the
way
I
floor
it
out,
ey
Talk
to
me
nice
Show
you
what
this
Bentley
'bout,
woh
Pipe
down
Throwin'
up
shots
First
we
shut
them
down,
then
we
open
up
shop
Realest
nigga
around,
just
in
case,
y'all
forgot
They've
been
tryna
stop
the
wave
But
the
wave
don't
stop,
woh
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