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Howlin' (feat. Ammo Steez) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cy
Language: Spanish
Length: 3:34
Written by: Manny Carrasco, Chris Yebra
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Cy - Howlin' (feat. Ammo Steez) Lyrics
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Big bad wolves in the game now
God damn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
Why
Yeah, I'm pullin' out a virtue, see this alpha got it made
You don't speak my lingo if you ain't getting paid
Why so serious if you're looking for a trade
I'll let you use my name, I'm pretty sure you're getting laid
Stupid rivals, start upping up your game
I'll carry the weight, my strings, like 40 cranes
And I'm down for the crew, but haters can't say the same
I'ma show a magic, street magic like David Blaine
Big bad wolves in the game now
God damn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
Yeah
Last night was like a movie, bit of a doozy
Groupies give me booty, usually I ain't that choosy
But you need to get your floozy, I knew she been tryna do me
Yeah, this the shit we do frequent
Real shit, peep this, the sequel is a sequence
Of lit and illegal events, I mean if
Life is like a movie, then we don't even need scripts
No Martin Scorsese, T-Flix, huh, that was genius
I'm a bit of an antagonist, a catalyst
I handle bits so scandalous
Me and these rappers are nagging list
They whacking, I'm immaculate, uh
Last night I was in my zonos, bronos, donos, gronos
Sipping on Patron to the Mona, dicks take long
Till I got so high, that I reached the most
Round two, right now
Neighbors hoping we pipe down, but we hype now
Parties to the cops show up, and then it's slice out
It's round two, right now
Neighbors hoping we pipe down, but we hype now
Parties to the cops show up, and then it's slice out
Big bad wolves in the game now
Goddamn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
In the moon, what it do when the night comes
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me, woo
Howling at the moon, boy
When you hear me, woo
Howling at the moon, boy
Yeah, like a junkie, looking for his next fix
I be on the high, you can only give me two twicks
I need me some bars, enough to fill a hotel
Closer to the border, see, I got me a cartel
Angle like a Barracuda, flatter wheels like Garfield
See, your boy is funny, everlasting like I'm Seinfeld
About to bat with Bane, now they calling me the man
And when they see all the light, you know I'm bringing in the sand
I heard them say that, they wish I never came back
Ray on your parade, don't give a f*ck who gets mad
If you want me out, better hope that I don't strike out
I be on a mission, so might as well just tap out
Lean in, it's my drink with a little touch of Jack
Punching like we wolves, and I'm bringing in the pack
Summoning the stouts, man, we going wild
F*cking with these bitches, but never had a child
Touch it when it's gold, I see diamond wrist
Ink on my body like I'm hanging with a squid
Waiting for the best, they be waiting patiently
Cruising like the boat, like we going in our open seas
Big bad wolves in the game now
Goddamn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, not my fault that we some icons
When you hear me woo, hollering at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo, hollering at the moon, boy
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Spanish

Big bad wolves in the game now
God damn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
Why
Yeah, I'm pullin' out a virtue, see this alpha got it made
You don't speak my lingo if you ain't getting paid
Why so serious if you're looking for a trade
I'll let you use my name, I'm pretty sure you're getting laid
Stupid rivals, start upping up your game
I'll carry the weight, my strings, like 40 cranes
And I'm down for the crew, but haters can't say the same
I'ma show a magic, street magic like David Blaine
Big bad wolves in the game now
God damn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo
Howlin' at the moon, boy
Yeah
Last night was like a movie, bit of a doozy
Groupies give me booty, usually I ain't that choosy
But you need to get your floozy, I knew she been tryna do me
Yeah, this the shit we do frequent
Real shit, peep this, the sequel is a sequence
Of lit and illegal events, I mean if
Life is like a movie, then we don't even need scripts
No Martin Scorsese, T-Flix, huh, that was genius
I'm a bit of an antagonist, a catalyst
I handle bits so scandalous
Me and these rappers are nagging list
They whacking, I'm immaculate, uh
Last night I was in my zonos, bronos, donos, gronos
Sipping on Patron to the Mona, dicks take long
Till I got so high, that I reached the most
Round two, right now
Neighbors hoping we pipe down, but we hype now
Parties to the cops show up, and then it's slice out
It's round two, right now
Neighbors hoping we pipe down, but we hype now
Parties to the cops show up, and then it's slice out
Big bad wolves in the game now
Goddamn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
In the moon, what it do when the night comes
Be at clubs, now I'ma f*ck that with some icons
When you hear me, woo
Howling at the moon, boy
When you hear me, woo
Howling at the moon, boy
Yeah, like a junkie, looking for his next fix
I be on the high, you can only give me two twicks
I need me some bars, enough to fill a hotel
Closer to the border, see, I got me a cartel
Angle like a Barracuda, flatter wheels like Garfield
See, your boy is funny, everlasting like I'm Seinfeld
About to bat with Bane, now they calling me the man
And when they see all the light, you know I'm bringing in the sand
I heard them say that, they wish I never came back
Ray on your parade, don't give a f*ck who gets mad
If you want me out, better hope that I don't strike out
I be on a mission, so might as well just tap out
Lean in, it's my drink with a little touch of Jack
Punching like we wolves, and I'm bringing in the pack
Summoning the stouts, man, we going wild
F*cking with these bitches, but never had a child
Touch it when it's gold, I see diamond wrist
Ink on my body like I'm hanging with a squid
Waiting for the best, they be waiting patiently
Cruising like the boat, like we going in our open seas
Big bad wolves in the game now
Goddamn, I fell in love with a bad bitch
And the moon, what it do when the night come
Be at clubs, not my fault that we some icons
When you hear me woo, hollering at the moon, boy
When you hear me woo, hollering at the moon, boy
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Writer: Manny Carrasco, Chris Yebra
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