Fiesta

Текст песни NOW THAT&#039;S WHAT I CALL MUSIC! - Fiesta <br/> Featuring Gotti &amp; BooHmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm... ( )<br />Chillin in my four point six at the light Bout to be VIP for the night Shorty in the drop top V made a right Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice Jumped out the whip like I was the police Didn&#039;t have a gun, but my wrist said freeze Got Friday on a DVD She&#039;s a baller and I&#039;m a baller Wha-what? 1 - To all my hot girls Livin&#039; fiesta To all my hot boys Livin&#039; fiesta To all my Chi town niggas Fiesta And all my uptown niggas Fiesta To all my players and my hustlers Fiesta And if you sittin&#039; on them blades Fiesta To all my honeys in the club Fiesta And if you rollin&#039; with a thug Fiesta We be off in the club sippin lot Red eye deep in the club puffin&#039; Lye Strippers in the back of the club showing live Soon as I get a buzz I&#039;m showing out House on top of the hill Counting what? Whose gonna buy the bar? Got enough Take the haters out in the back, rough &#039;em up I&#039;m a baller now where&#039;s my ballers? Wha-what? Repeat 1 We pop Cris on a daily base Plus we got honeys all up in the place Bout to wild out in a major way So put your hands up if you made your pay Add a little juice to the Tangaray But let the ice show till the diamond fades Rockland sittin&#039; on Capitol Hill Trackmaster make capital deals [Gotti] Now look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling And a big body sittin&#039; on them gleamy things Now Rockland niggas know the means of cream Kelly, R&amp;B Thug and it sings to king Got PJ niggas in caprime green