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sikán – grind lyrics

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love my city even issa trap
no green card, i ain’t going back, nah
cross the border in a back trunk
melt the i.c.e. with this hot latin funk

check the tags, white rags, blue collar shirt, ha
you know i love doing your dirty work, man
i guess that’s how i stole your f-cking job
guess that’s why your b-tch left you for a f-cking dog

grind on it baby, let me see you whip it like a brand new mercedes (okay)
whole country going crazy, gotta fight for your life or you could die being lazy (no way)
grind on it baby, let me see you whip like a brand new mercedes (okay)
whole city going crazy, gotta fight for your life, fight fight (fight, fight)

no we ain’t joking ‘bout the juju
abuelita cuban east side with the voodoo
caribbean hurricane, got the f-kú
c-ck so good ladies call me chukuruku (chukuruku)

so tell the cops hands off like i’m hazmat
yeah it took a latin boy to put the f-cking jungle rhythm on the boom bap, uh
my whole band trapping at your quinceñera
singing, “la mamá bonita, pero la niña fea.”

flaco, but i’m fine really
castro, get guerilla with my military
if you don’t see what i’m saying then you’re not seeing clearly
you’re a slave to the system i been speaking my mind freely

so f-ck what you came for get fixed on this flow
if war is coming then on with the show
if your’re static get the signal, break your head on the gl-ss of a window
kiss taste like tamarindo, pretty boy thug, call me lindo, uh

grind on it baby, let me see you whip it like a brand new mercedes (okay)
whole country going crazy, gotta fight for your life or you could die being lazy (no way)
grind on it baby, let me see you whip like a brand new mercedes (okay)
whole city going crazy, gotta fight for your life, fight fight (fight, fight)

love my city even issa trap
love my city even issa trap
love my city even issa trap
no green card, i ain’t going back, nah

love my city even issa trap
love my city even issa trap
love my city even issa trap
no green card, i ain’t going back, nah



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