Oye, que vuelta come pinga?

Uh, uh, uh

Hey true, bang it up for the track

We gon' take it to the top and that's the truth

Truth hurts

Ha, ha



If you broke but you still pimpin', drinkin', smokin', then say

Oye, oye!

If you ballin' buyin' bottles, then say

Oye mami!

If you pimp in your steps and your ass is fat, then say

(Oye papi!)

If you willin' to fight then we fuckin' tonight, then say

Oye, oye!


Oye, oye, oye!

[Verse 1]

All I can see, all the mamis pull your thongs up and party with me

On the count of three, everybody claim where your from

One, two, three!

The Bottom, that's where I'm from, that's where I reside

That's what I represent till I die

Tuck your chains in, put your drinks down

and your sex up and get wild for the night

Pit Bull rock stikes move like a Lex truck

mami you got the next stunt (Alright)

Piccalo in the V.I.P. whip, four fingers in the air

hollerin' for life

I'm the chico that'll put it down for his people

Get my hands on any and everything

But I always keep my hands clean

Cuz Miami's full of dirty money and dirty things


[Verse 2]

Mami look good from far, but when she got close

she was far from good, and I was like "oooofff"

I got the vodka, Cubo's got the cranberry juice

now it's time to get looooooose!

Se consigue para lo marinero que tiene mas cadena que cuello

Por dinero y una panza que parece que ese comieron - le son entero

I see mami who messes with nothin' but big tymers

who loves to get her "Roll On" (Roll on)

Askin' me if I could get my hands on some vitamin E

and I was like mami hold on