Guapman Lyrics[Lyrics of "Guapman"]
[Intro]
I'm in guapman mode, I'm gonna shock you, we’re gonna mashup-mashup and block you
You’ve got bad karma, you flopped, Moha told me the mixtape will shock them
Bitch, bitch, don’t annoy me, don’t annoy me
Leo Cooking Dope
Trust me
Bitch, bitch (Binks, binks), don’t annoy me (Binks), I’ll kill you
You’ve got nothing but talk, you don’t have balls, you ski, you think you’re someone else
It pulls up on you, you’re out of luck, I lost my heart, my brother
Guapman, guapman
Mashup di pumpum fat, mashup di pumpum fat
Guapman
Mashup di pumpum, mashup di pumpum
Mashup di pumpum fat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Unique Verse]
I roll a ski, I’m ski only at night, the girl, I eat her like a Bokit (Brr)
Don’t talk to them, they’re bums, I hear the cops on my phone (Pah), take a walkie (Pah)
Cash, moula, purple bills, Tinky Winky, magic trick, you thought I was a monkеy? (You fucked everything for R, dirty bitch)
Only high-kicks, front-kicks, you’vе got Alzheimer’s, like Anthony Hopkins (Han-han)
The cop wants the cash and papers, I take a trap even if it’s a setup
There’s a weapon and your future in the black box, don’t wake me up, I’m not sleeping, I’m having nightmares (Yeah)
Don’t keep the ball, pass it, don’t hover, the street’s a team game (Yeah)
Death reduces the workforce (Hmm-hmm), no love, no affectionate signs
You give your heart, your girl, you’re like Thanos, midnight, it’s binks the city, I’m in the G-Wagon
If you want to pull up on me: it’s complicated, let’s go, belek Menace Santana (Exactly)
The weed stinks, put it in the tray, the dude gets lifted by the colback
Flashback, whippin’, back, only punches, pull up, pull up, we *** you (Swing, swing)
You feel the atmosphere, it’s palpable (Splash, swing, buubuu, binks)
If you don’t do what you say, don’t talk
The third time I don’t respond, don’t call me back (Yeah, yeah)
You gave her your heart, she leaves, she only loves the money, she doesn’t love you
You’re not alone, in your bed, you don’t even know
The devil’s with you if you’re going anywhere (Ski, ski, ski)
I’m in guapman mode, I’m gonna shock you (Hmm-hmm), we’re gonna mashup, mashup and block you
You’ve got bad karma, you flopped, Moha told me the mixtape will shock them (Gang)
Wake up, boy, you’re in Compton, I’m doing magic tricks like at Hogwarts
There’s death, get out of there, swing, swing, don’t hover, it’s a blade strike (Magic)
[Chorus]
Be careful if you haven’t protected the mothers and the children
When we arrive at your place, we aim for your head, we won’t spray into the wind
I roll a ski, I’m skiing, in my heart, it’s dark and there are only crazy people in the gang
Guapman, guapman, and the son of a bitch, he’ll go see other women
Guapman, guapman, and the son of a bitch, he’ll go see other women
Be careful if you haven’t protected the mothers and the children
When we arrive at your place, we aim for your head, we won’t spray into the wind
I roll a ski, I’m skiing, in my heart, it’s dark and there are only crazy people in the gang (Buubuu, binks, binks, binks, binks)
[Outro]
Mashup di pumpum fat
Guapman
Mashup di pumpum, mashup di pumpum
Mashup di pumpum fat