Ke pasa, brodel?

Son las tres de la tarde, acabo de despertar... Le digo a Venu: "esta es la canción del fin de semana"... ella pregunata "por qué"... y yo pienso "qué sé yo. ¿por qué no?"


They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty