Testo YOU THE VIBE - El Alfa feat. A$AP Ferg
Testo della canzone YOU THE VIBE (El Alfa feat. A$AP Ferg), tratta dall'album EL REY DEL DEMBOW
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up in the sky, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up on your thighs, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
Yeah (Jajaja)
Damn, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, yeah, ah
La chapa (Muevela), la droga (Muevela)
La Perco (Muevela), to' los día' (Muevela; Randy, you my nigga)
La guagua (Muevela), la manilla (Muevela)
Move, move, move (Muevela)
La chapa (Muevela), la droga (Muevela)
La Perco (Muevela), to' los día' (Muevela)
La guagua (Muevela), la manilla (Muevela)
Move, move, move (Muevela)
Mueve la chapa, mueve la manilla, vivo como un capo
Paro donde astilla, los cuarto' que llegan de una vez gastamo'
En mi coro ninguno trabajamo'
Vivimo' en la calle, sabes dónde estamo'
Como un bate de una vez te matamo' (Wuh)
El humo 'e la hookah botamo' (Wuh)
La para desde que llegamo' (Wuh)
Dime-dime qué tú quiere' que te diga (Ay, wuh)
I'm very flossy, give me pussy, hot nigga
La chapa (Muevela), la droga (Muevela)
La Perco (Muevela), to' los día' (Muevela)
La guagua (Muevela), la manilla (Muevela)
Move, move, move (Muevela)
La chapa (Muevela), la droga (Muevela)
La Perco (Muevela), to' los día' (Muevela)
La guagua (Muevela), la manilla (Muevela)
Move, move, move (Muevela)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up in the sky, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up on your thighs, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
Who am I? I'm a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
Diamonds dancin' like Mary J. Blige, ayy (Ayy)
Stevie Wonder when the ribbon in the sky, ayy (Ayy)
I'm the pride, so my niggas do or die, ayy
Small waist with the cake, diamonds in my face (Ayy)
Triple the cake, you been late, I been fresh since day (Ayy)
Both legs in a brace the way that ass shake
Hood girl from Harlem, I remind her my picture mate
She got pasties and she wanna taste these
I embrace these, but she wanna baby (Ayy)
Got the cake, he bite it like it's rabies (Ayy)
She wear them leggings like they don't even make jeans
James Blake in the Wraith, how my niggas race
They used to sell them O-Dogs like the rent is tape
Busy gettin' paper, I need Ralph Lauren estate
Your bitch a renegade, but I call her "rent-a-bae"
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up in the sky, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, put your hand up on your thighs, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' vibe, ayy (Ayy)
You a vibe, you a motherfuckin' (Bitch) vibe
Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Herrera Batista, Chael Eugenio Betances
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