Thank you for flying B&B Airlines. This is your captain speaking.We're on a direct flight to Puerto Rico.We'll be flying an altitude of 30,000 feet.So sit back, relax, and prepare for takeoff.I'm sick of all these politics.I'm sick of all these models.Sick of LA traffic, so sick of popping bottles.Had to hit a button, said we need a different scenery.I love LA, but I want to smoke some different weed.Somewhere that got that clear blue sea.Everywhere that we eat is another misery.Married to the gang, talking holy matrimony.Sick of undercover brothers calling me.That's so folly.Pull up to the El Tejari, mami caliente.Sup now, we fly, G-Fly.Touchdown, run down.Maiana, Maiana, Maiana.She is bad and she want bonita.Rolling my weed, Havana.Hit the toe, cabana.On the beach, she a stunner.Let the grease, a-ha-na.While you sweat, like a sauna.Like a sauna.Like a sauna.Need it up again.Say adios LA.I'm Guanapara.Rico.Guanapara.Rico.I love Duffy Bly.Saw this chick as she said.Ay, ay, ay.Tico.Papito.Ay, papito.Papito.Bienvenido, Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Papito.Papito.Ay, papito.Papito.Ay, take it round to Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.Puerto Rico.We'll see you next time.