Sage The Gemini, Trey Songz - Guantanamera lyrics
[Sage The Gemini, Trey Songz - Guantanamera lyrics]
She always complainin', she say I'm a player
(Damn, yeah)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(To my haters, yeah)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Let's go, yeah)
Got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up) whoa, Guantanamera
Whoa, Guantanamera whoa, Guantanamera
Hey, hey Guantanamera
Guantanamera, we in Venezuela
I don't know her name but I
Know where she came from
House so big I can't see my neighbors
(I can't see 'em)
I grab 'em and pass 'em, you try to save 'em
Yeah whoa, Guantanamera
Ridin' Audis through the hood
You know I be skatin'
Tiptoein' in my Jordans soon as I lace 'em
Spent in all at the mall
It was Vuitton she lace 'em
Now I'ma go crazy, now baby
You know that your looks are deceivin'
I tell all these girl that I'm rich and
Don't need 'em and no one believes me
(They don't believes me)
These niggas be mad
I be catchin' their baby
Girl lookin' and peeping
Take her home then I beat
It 'til she sleepin', sleepin'
(Hey, hey hey turn up)
She always complainin', she say I'm a player
(Damn)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(To my haters)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Let's go) got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up) whoa, Guantanamera
Whoa, Guantanamera whoa, Guantanamera
Hey, hey Guantanamera
Pull up in a Benz screamin' "Fuck a hater"
(Woo) and nigga
I done caught your bitch on an elevator
(Goin' up) nigga, I done told your bitch
I'ma fuck her later (Yea)
And she gon' only get this dick
Not no fuckin' paper (Nah)
Vamanos, knock 'em all down like dominoes
Then I tell 'em adios
If you got a bad bitch and
She suck a good dick
Better lock her pussy down and
You call it Guantanamo
Huh, that pussy tryna run, call that cardio
This gon' be a lot of fun
Moon turn to the sun
We gon' get it to tomorrow
Spend a couple car notes on a couple bottles
Yo the rich shit don't end (Don't end)
You don't wanna roll all along
Tell your homies come on
And it's on, I'ma hit your friend
(Hit your friend)
Uh, I'm cool with it if you cool with it
If you suck, spit and you drool with it
And I'ma be up in the hole all day
Guantanamo bay (Trey)
She always complainin', she say I'm a player
(Woah)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(Oh, oh)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Play us) got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Hey, hey Guantanamera
(Damn, yeah)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(To my haters, yeah)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Let's go, yeah)
Got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up) whoa, Guantanamera
Whoa, Guantanamera whoa, Guantanamera
Hey, hey Guantanamera
Guantanamera, we in Venezuela
I don't know her name but I
Know where she came from
House so big I can't see my neighbors
(I can't see 'em)
I grab 'em and pass 'em, you try to save 'em
Yeah whoa, Guantanamera
Ridin' Audis through the hood
You know I be skatin'
Tiptoein' in my Jordans soon as I lace 'em
Spent in all at the mall
It was Vuitton she lace 'em
Now I'ma go crazy, now baby
You know that your looks are deceivin'
I tell all these girl that I'm rich and
Don't need 'em and no one believes me
(They don't believes me)
These niggas be mad
I be catchin' their baby
Girl lookin' and peeping
Take her home then I beat
It 'til she sleepin', sleepin'
(Hey, hey hey turn up)
She always complainin', she say I'm a player
(Damn)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(To my haters)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Let's go) got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up) whoa, Guantanamera
Whoa, Guantanamera whoa, Guantanamera
Hey, hey Guantanamera
Pull up in a Benz screamin' "Fuck a hater"
(Woo) and nigga
I done caught your bitch on an elevator
(Goin' up) nigga, I done told your bitch
I'ma fuck her later (Yea)
And she gon' only get this dick
Not no fuckin' paper (Nah)
Vamanos, knock 'em all down like dominoes
Then I tell 'em adios
If you got a bad bitch and
She suck a good dick
Better lock her pussy down and
You call it Guantanamo
Huh, that pussy tryna run, call that cardio
This gon' be a lot of fun
Moon turn to the sun
We gon' get it to tomorrow
Spend a couple car notes on a couple bottles
Yo the rich shit don't end (Don't end)
You don't wanna roll all along
Tell your homies come on
And it's on, I'ma hit your friend
(Hit your friend)
Uh, I'm cool with it if you cool with it
If you suck, spit and you drool with it
And I'ma be up in the hole all day
Guantanamo bay (Trey)
She always complainin', she say I'm a player
(Woah)
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
(Oh, oh)
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us?
(Play us) got a bad bitch, Guantanamera
(Hey, hey hey turn up)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Whoa, Guantanamera (Uh, huh)
Hey, hey Guantanamera