Poetry Video (MV)

I only miss you when the sun goes
Que pasa
Oh your voice is my favorite sound
Chingasa
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Mi sancha
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Mi sancha
I only miss you when the sun goes
Que onda
Oh your voice is my favorite sound
Es blanco
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
That sancho
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Your vibe is so poetic I wanna mix your genetics
Imma capture the moment watch it grow into a legend
Your aura is so fluorescent more of an omnipresence
Your pheromones are so potent I aint got no protection
I just wanna lay wit you all day pillow talkin about space
You just wanna shut me up shove that pillow in my face
I don't really give a f*ck ain't nothin I'd rather do
Except a be up in this studio rappin bout you
You so loco got my logo tatted underneath yo breasts
Blanco be all in that bouquet like a bunch of babies breath
Baby sayin her orgasm's like a thousand tiny deaths
I say baby that's so savage you da mutha f*ckin best
You and me we belong in a blacked out rolls
Bumpin mista white justa coupla lost souls
Puffin on a joint like damn we getting old
Straight don't give a f*ck
Sancha y sancho
I only miss you when the sun goes
Que pasa
Oh your voice is my favorite sound
Chingasa
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Mi sancha
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Homie called the other day tole me you the realest in it
I said ain't no other way phonies be all in they feelings
Reminiscin bout the past and how we pushed it to the limit
Coka hidden in the dash and skimmin through all kinds of women
Now I'm doin what I dreamed of bitch
I ain't gotta flip no shit no mo coco no mo bricks
I ain't gotta buckle up when the popo pull up and shit
Mama know I'm coming home I don't post up wit no chicks
Picture me ripped wit a dope instrumental on loop in the cedes
Talkin bout how I'm essential I swoop up my ole lady
She be couped up in the rental takin care of all my babies
I don't want her to go mental aye
Yeah you f*ckin witta real one mang
I'm so Arizona that the Yoteez is my gang
My flow so maricopa all my brodies mesacain shit
Smokin on saguaro pinche loco en tha brain
I only miss you when the sun goes
Que pasa
Oh your voice is my favorite sound
Chingasa
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Mi sancha
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Mi sancha
I only miss you when the sun goes
Que onda
Oh your voice is my favorite sound
Es blanco
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
That sancho
Swayin like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry