South Park Mexican, Low-G, Baby Bash, DJ Kane - My Feria lyrics
[South Park Mexican, Low-G, Baby Bash, DJ Kane - My Feria lyrics]
Feria feria
I'm in love with my feria
What I would do for my feria
I stay true to my feria
Because my feria loves me
I got a fat girl with a big ol' face
And "In God we trust
" tattooed around her waist
Help me beat the dope case and
She paid off the judge
I bet her on the Cubs and the Phoenix Suns
Her name is Cashoda, way over Maria
She bought me a casino, in South Korea
How we roll, you have no, oh, idea
She run with hoes like Christina la bolilla
She never bounce like a check
Put an ounce in my vet
Got a house and a jet
She my spouse and my friend
Put my cousin through college
And bought my grandma a new ranch
She crazy, always chase me
Tryin' to get in my pants (Ha ha)
She come from a tree, but she ain't Mary Jane
I'm talkin' 'bout my paper, mayne
Never fake or counterfeit, my Madam Izeal
Bought me snacks up in jail
Until they grantin' me bail my jewels
Surround my platinum kazels
She can't spell, but she can sure count well
Records sales, make her swell
Bought my first two Quells
My first sound system bangin'
"Rock The Bells"
Lock and load, clock and fold pockets swoll
Rock and roll, out the door
With pots of gold
Congratulators shoot haters like
Space Invaders so much feria
I bought a swimming pool for my neighbors
Now we gon' ride like the wind, my lover
My dividend
She my feri', I'm her daddy, and she
My best friend
Got me spendin' weekends in Kingston, Jamaica
Oooh, my fettucini oooh, I love my paper
When she get out of line
Papi gon' get on the grind
Facin' penitentiary time
But she's eventually mine
Same color as my hydro i swear to God
The only bitch I'll ever die for or ride for
I go to war, for my peso, my queso
My billetes que bella
Te miras como una estrella the player
El Jugador, el fumador
Todo el mundo sabe los que aria por tu amor
Oye chico you got my Federico
Pobresito now I got to call my primo
El cochino suck the blood like Dracula
I'm in the hood
Flippin' cookies with my spatula
I'm in love with my feria
What I would do for my feria
I stay true to my feria
Because my feria loves me
I got a fat girl with a big ol' face
And "In God we trust
" tattooed around her waist
Help me beat the dope case and
She paid off the judge
I bet her on the Cubs and the Phoenix Suns
Her name is Cashoda, way over Maria
She bought me a casino, in South Korea
How we roll, you have no, oh, idea
She run with hoes like Christina la bolilla
She never bounce like a check
Put an ounce in my vet
Got a house and a jet
She my spouse and my friend
Put my cousin through college
And bought my grandma a new ranch
She crazy, always chase me
Tryin' to get in my pants (Ha ha)
She come from a tree, but she ain't Mary Jane
I'm talkin' 'bout my paper, mayne
Never fake or counterfeit, my Madam Izeal
Bought me snacks up in jail
Until they grantin' me bail my jewels
Surround my platinum kazels
She can't spell, but she can sure count well
Records sales, make her swell
Bought my first two Quells
My first sound system bangin'
"Rock The Bells"
Lock and load, clock and fold pockets swoll
Rock and roll, out the door
With pots of gold
Congratulators shoot haters like
Space Invaders so much feria
I bought a swimming pool for my neighbors
Now we gon' ride like the wind, my lover
My dividend
She my feri', I'm her daddy, and she
My best friend
Got me spendin' weekends in Kingston, Jamaica
Oooh, my fettucini oooh, I love my paper
When she get out of line
Papi gon' get on the grind
Facin' penitentiary time
But she's eventually mine
Same color as my hydro i swear to God
The only bitch I'll ever die for or ride for
I go to war, for my peso, my queso
My billetes que bella
Te miras como una estrella the player
El Jugador, el fumador
Todo el mundo sabe los que aria por tu amor
Oye chico you got my Federico
Pobresito now I got to call my primo
El cochino suck the blood like Dracula
I'm in the hood
Flippin' cookies with my spatula