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Omar Apollo - Hijo De Su Madre Lyrics

You a hoe when it comes to real life
Hot tub, what that coffee feel like?
Nice rug I ain't talking real pipe
Cyclops on the twelve [?], I, I
Dress up when I hang with rich kids
I guess I'm hanging with rich kids, hey
I just thought of some new shit
And we still watching bootleg

Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?
Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?

You ain't ever seen a brown boy like this
I shoulda seen your lips through your eyelids
I shoulda bought some gas for the mileage
Now my whip hella stuck with no pilot
Indiana kinda hot for my biceps
I ain't really got no biceps
Why you always concerned who I kiss?
Yeah, I just wanna call for a ride

My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "hey babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "OK"
My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "hey babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "OK"

Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?
Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?

Fuck what you do to my head
You should step out before you find something bad
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
You should call the cops when you give me a lift

Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?
Say you wanna make scene?
Oh you wanna rock with me?

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