Текст песни Mr. Jones - Pop Smoke , Anuel AA

See, we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred- that's down, ready
She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "ya- ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck

She like, "papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't giving you- unless you- all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some-
The lil'- around and got sprung

She came out the room like, "papi, my- hurt"
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried 'bout the wrong thing
That's bad work, it's 'bout the cash first

When you down, we roll up that sour
Break it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can't put me first, that's backwards

See, we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred- that's down, ready
She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "ya- ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck

She like, "papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you- unless you-all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some-
The lil'- around and got sprung

I got a stick, one hundred rounds
King of Miami shit, we shut it down
One billion streams, no bundles, no bundles
I spent seven mill', 'cause I wanted a condo, ey

My white girl-, yeah, you know them caucasians, ey
Bugatti pre-order, yeah, that- look amazing
My- at the border, yeah, a stallion like Megan
You know me, I got body, he got me mistaken

Estoy adicto a gastar dinero con-, también estoy adicto haciendo millones
Estoy saliendo de Booby Trap con cuatro palos con tambores
El sistema del R adentro del AK haciendo fusiones
Y los illuminatis me escogieron a mí, no a ti, cab-, no te encoj-

Un millón y medio en el reloj, mámame el bicho y también la muñeca
La cubana tiene el- bien apretado como kilo puro de manteca
Yo la monto en el Lambo y sin decirle un car- se saca las tet-
Y solo come bi-, tiene una estricta dieta, ¿ah?

It's Saturday night, McGregor gotta fight, ey
I'm gonna be ring-side sitting next to Dana White, ey
And you got a few milli', yeah, but so do I
If any 'em don't want to die- take a flight

Ella es una diabla, en el putero le dicen "Annabelle"
Le gusta que yo se la eche en la cara. toditas quieren- con Anuel
Mano, en verdad que yo nunca lloré y la isla entera la vamos a-, ey
Mucho dinero y poder, ¿será por el pacto con Lucifer? (amén)

See, we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred- that's down, ready to-
She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "ya- ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck

She like, "papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you- unless you-all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some-
The lil'- around and got sprung