Trio con nuestra comadre

I'ma put up to the club, walk in then I Pull up to the bar, get drinks then I

Pull up to a bra, let her know what it is How it is, why it is, what it is

I ain't got time for no games I'm hoping, mami, that you feel the same

I got what you need to feel the pain Here's my number, call me when you're up for

an evening stay, feel me?