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Y'all know how it is like When you feel like you made it but you ain't make it all the way? You know? So it feel like you really got nothin' 'cause you still chasin' your goals but You know, I'm on the way to the top, for sure I'm done with the whips and I'm done with the chains And I'm done with the liquor and bottles I'm out in Miami, I'm chillin' on boats, God damn some of these hoes look like Latto She throw it back and I'm grippin' her ass, get to thuggin' and grippin' my bottoms We in the ocean, we ridin' the wave, we ain't stoppin' 'til we get to Cabo Uh, uh, uh, 'til we get to Cabo My side gotta go through the side door I'm dressin' her down in Milano Uh, uh, uh, headed to Puerto Rico I'm ballin', I don't got a cheat code I'm out here with all my amigos They said, "Where you at 'cause it's been a lil minute?" Just wait 'til they see what I got deep in stores I know that she want me, she told me she feelin' me, know that she wet like a bottle of coke I let her go 'cause I gave what she want and she started askin' me for more and more Now I'm on a boat with a couple of hoes and we travel our way to Bora Bora Bora (Bora) We takin' phone 'cause we don't want no photos Bought her Prada boots like Dora Explorer, Explorer, Explorer, Explorer, Explorer Letras de cancionesIf I want her, I splurge her Gotta throw on a rubber these hoes they be fertile They talking 'bout buddy but I never heard of him I'm done with the whips and I'm done with the chains And I'm done with the liquor and bottles I'm out in Miami, I'm chillin' on boats, God damn some of these hoes look like Latto She throw it back and I'm grippin' her ass, get to thuggin' and grippin' my bottoms We in the ocean, we ridin' the wave, we ain't stoppin' 'til we get to Cabo Uh, uh, uh, 'til we get to Cabo My side gotta go through the side door I'm dressin' her down in Milano Uh, uh, uh, headed to Puerto Rico I'm ballin', I don't got a cheat code I'm out here with all my amigos I'm just tryna get to the top Gotta watch every move that I make 'cause I know that these niggas they want what I got I get a hoe and I give her the, uh I know I been through a lot Gotta watch what I do, watch how I move I know niggas want my spot, I fucked up when I put trust in my guys I check my phone when she leave the salon, I love when she sending me pics Red, blonde, lace front And she gets to the nail salon, ask the color I want for the put on her fists All the time, nails done I'm done with the whips and I'm done with the chains And I'm done with the liquor and bottles I'm out in Miami, I'm chillin' on boats, God damn some of these hoes look like Latto She throw it back and I'm grippin' her ass, get to thuggin' and grippin' my bottoms We in the ocean, we ridin' the wave, we ain't stoppin' 'til we get to Cabo Uh, uh, uh, 'til we get to Cabo My side gotta go through the side door I'm dressin' her down in Milano Uh, uh, uh, headed to Puerto Rico I'm ballin', I don't got a cheat code I'm out here with all my amigos I'm done with the whips and I'm done with the chains I'm done with the liquor and bottles I'm out in Miami, I'm chillin' on boats Got a bitch, look like Mulatto I'm done with the whips and I'm done with the chains I'm done with the liquor and bottles I'm out in Miami, I'm chillin' on boats And I got a bitch, look like Mulatto From Letras Mania