Kim Viera, Cuban Doll - Adios lyrics
[Kim Viera, Cuban Doll - Adios lyrics]
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
Ima hit you with a wave baby adios
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
Ima hit you with a wave baby adios
I don’t carry feelings
Cuz that’s just too much weight for me
And you ain’t even know it
That you was gettin gold for free (oh)
No I ain’t waitin for ya call, no more
I see the writing on the wall, no code
If you hit the gas you wouldn’t stall
And I ain’t fuckin witcha not at all
I got my hair done, nails done
Everything good keep my body tight, on sight
Cause I’m too good ya know
Cause I’m too good for ya
Be all up In ya feels when ya see
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
Ima hit you with a wave baby adios
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
Ima hit you with a wave baby adios
Nothin' basic over here, fuck what you heard
You gotta work for it (yeah)
And if can’t get on my wave
Get off the surfboard it’s nothing personal
You should know just how it go
When I hit you wit a savage wave like
"Adiós" wassup wit that check though?
Do you got a trust fund?
Yeah my price has gone up since
I got my butt done sorry I’m on tour honey
Competition scores bummy
Droptop in that Porsche dummy
But I want to spend your money
Please open the door for me
Ass shaken out my shorts hungry
Bonnie hittin George for me
Make my back so sore, honey
But be careful though
You know I keep that fort on me
Photoshoots, interviews
Even at the awards dummy (Cuban)
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
I'ma hit you with a wave baby adios
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
I'ma hit you with a wave baby adios
Baby adios baby adios
Baby adios baby adios
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
Ima hit you with a wave baby adios
Me and my girls with the top down
Paint the town red
Ain’t worried boutcha cuz I got my own bread
If you ain’t on my wave like a radio
I'ma hit you with a wave, baby adios
Oh, oh baby adios
Baby adios baby adios
Baby adios