I come with a whip and the drip from Italia to America, my battleship I bounce from a late Positano, I see you manana, chachaca's a bitch, gotta dip I come with this optic, I'm movin' like Caesar, veni, vidi, vici, I came for my *** You think you got bars, bitch, that's cash from the stars I spit that *** on a split You wanna sit like this on the bed, it's a bitch, it's a thing that you dip With the wind and the kitty so tight that you can't fit it in And he call and he fall like the wall of Berlin Uh, I fly, I'm gonna pull it up, tutti sti rapperi facci in Zumba Modista in Zambia, tutti al centrale, Cristina, Cristina, internazionale Ah, now they wanna add to the list list, now they wanna run back like fitness Quante lingua so' parlare, quante cose che so' fare, madre mia, faccio saltare queste bare frate Questo pena muovi il mare, questo flotto lo fa alzare, sangue nella celicale Sfondo come un criminale, fanno rosare occhiali di cale Trisci, fondo, una brosa, che manco, lo par di montale Come with the whip on the drip, from Italia to America, my battleship I bounce from a Leopolditano, I'll see you magnano, ciao ciao, cause a bitch gotta dip I come all exotic, I'm movin' like season, veni, vidi, vici, I came for my *** You think you got bars, bitch, that's cash from the stars I spit that *** on a split You wanna sit like this on the bed, it's a bitch, it's a thing that you dip With the wind and the kitty so tight that you can't fit it in And he call and he fall like the wall of Berlin Oh, frango, un arbole, qua, tutti i stripperi faccio il zuppa Ma ti stai dando tutte le strada, Cristina, Cristina, internazionale Ah, non fatti male, aia, I gotta let me burn like fire Diva, sing it like Mariah Vecchia che ti serve in un momento, te chiudi e stufo lo acento Te vedi che non pochi s'avrita su un gioco di risico e intimidita L'ossigeno non manca niente Movin' my pen on the solo, move it ferocious, ain't got no ghost Lo siento en un solo, llueve a ti, cala, no te bañole Mi traje es directo y por solo, espresso and toast, fast and roasted Oh, we call these hoes, o que es poques, hypnosis Disinnamura di Cristina, Cristina, he bring me the roses I come with a whip on the trip from Italia to America, my battleship Bounce from my lip, positano, así un mañana, cha-cha, cause a bitch gotta tip Come on, let's all take a movie next season, veni, vidi, vici, I gave up my *** You think you got bars, bitch, that's got no stars I spit that *** on a split You wouldn't sit like this on the pad, it's a bitch's thing that he did with a win And the gate is so tight that he can't fit it in And he call it in front like the Wall of Berlin Un, dos, tres, un, dos, tres, dos Noticier rapper y face de zumba Body's like Zamba, tú te hastata Cristina, Cristina, internacional