Cabo

Lyrics

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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Duration
02:38
Key
6
Tempo
105 BPM

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