I saw him, and he's high-roading He hear the car speeding, and he hear it skid And then he hear a crash, and there's flames and *** And he hear him say, what the ***? And then he hear footsteps, put the keys down And the filter comes over the beat, and he I crashed your Corvette, I heard you bitchin' Are you done yet? I didn't mean to, I wasn't drinkin' But I talked to your ex, that said that you've been affectionate *** it, you're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out *** it, remember back when I told ya That I'm a loca colombiana *** it, roses and whiskey I bet that you miss me, no doubt *** it, you're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out *** it, you're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out Off with your head, all in my daydreams I was seein' red But I showed you mercy, I crashed your Corvette But I think it was fair, player This is your cross to bear *** it, you're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out *** it, remember back when I told ya That I'm a loca colombiana *** it, roses and whiskey I bet that you miss me, no doubt *** it, you're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out *