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Exotica (feat. DiselTheDj) [DiselTheDj Remix] Video (MV)






Yung Møro - Exotica (feat. DiselTheDj) [DiselTheDj Remix] Lyrics
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All my bitches, They exotic
Don't try and f*ck with the merchandise
My nigga that's just narcotics
We don't f*ck with no narcotics
All our homies really got it
Never knew about it till I had
2 Bad bitches, homie never knew
The things I been through and all the shit that I had to do
Started off with honda's now I'm hopping out the coupe
We got blondes in the rodeo homie but not for you
You gon' see me chilling in my neon green Ferrari
13 bitches in it that shit look like a safari
I ain't capping I'm just thinking about the future
On a plane out to DC, yeah, call me Lex Luthor
To' la putica son exotica mi hermano, que te digo
No me mire a la cara, armamos un maldito lio'
Te metite con lo miò, te dejamo derretido
Cuando dan la 7:12 la mujer pa su marido
No me hable que pa' mi eso es comedia
Jodite con lo tigre de hashtag eso una tragedia
I ain't capping homie, nigga I'm just thinking bout the shits
I'm a lion, you a dog, motherf*cker better sit
Bilingual shit, yeah, homie knew it well
I'm trynna f*ck with a bitch that'll never kiss and tell
Oh My God its 12 o clock, yo te llevo pal motel
If we talking bout your ex, Mami a mi no me hable del
Tamo chillin con lo pana
Pa la Fabrica a la 12, to' la maldita semana
I ain't f*cking with yo girl, she hella psychotic
You already know all my bitches exotic
Esta mujer me tiene loco
El amigo se pone chistoso
Vamo pa tu casa
La amiga tampoco se atrasa
Esto se pone interesante
Si me ve me pide que le cante
Yo le dije yo no canto
Venme a buscar en el phantom
All my bitches, They exotic
Don't try and f*ck with the merchandise
My nigga that's just narcotics
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All my bitches, They exotic
Don't try and f*ck with the merchandise
My nigga that's just narcotics
We don't f*ck with no narcotics
All our homies really got it
Never knew about it till I had
2 Bad bitches, homie never knew
The things I been through and all the shit that I had to do
Started off with honda's now I'm hopping out the coupe
We got blondes in the rodeo homie but not for you
You gon' see me chilling in my neon green Ferrari
13 bitches in it that shit look like a safari
I ain't capping I'm just thinking about the future
On a plane out to DC, yeah, call me Lex Luthor
To' la putica son exotica mi hermano, que te digo
No me mire a la cara, armamos un maldito lio'
Te metite con lo miò, te dejamo derretido
Cuando dan la 7:12 la mujer pa su marido
No me hable que pa' mi eso es comedia
Jodite con lo tigre de hashtag eso una tragedia
I ain't capping homie, nigga I'm just thinking bout the shits
I'm a lion, you a dog, motherf*cker better sit
Bilingual shit, yeah, homie knew it well
I'm trynna f*ck with a bitch that'll never kiss and tell
Oh My God its 12 o clock, yo te llevo pal motel
If we talking bout your ex, Mami a mi no me hable del
Tamo chillin con lo pana
Pa la Fabrica a la 12, to' la maldita semana
I ain't f*cking with yo girl, she hella psychotic
You already know all my bitches exotic
Esta mujer me tiene loco
El amigo se pone chistoso
Vamo pa tu casa
La amiga tampoco se atrasa
Esto se pone interesante
Si me ve me pide que le cante
Yo le dije yo no canto
Venme a buscar en el phantom
All my bitches, They exotic
Don't try and f*ck with the merchandise
My nigga that's just narcotics
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Writer: Alvaro Morales
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