Switch Bitches (feat. Sonny Darko) - Cruise East

Yeah, bitches on bitches Ooh, bitches on bitches, yeah, yeah, Lil Pump Ooh, bitches on bitches, ooh, ooh Ooh, J Gramm Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showing off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) My bitch thick with a bag (Thick) My bitch rich with a ass (Thick) Lame niggas don't get to grab (Lame ass) Fuck niggas don't get to smash (Fuck nigga) Weak hoes don't get a pass (At all) Installation and bundles, two racks (Two racks) Niggas stay in her DM's (DM's) Big ass, nice titties, waist snatched (Waist snatched) In the streets, on the net, I'm trending (I'm trending) Ride in the Ghost with all bitches (Skrrt) Niggas laying in your bushes, they blend in (Killers) Fuck a bitch from the back, make her thicker (Shut up, slut) She slurp me up, but I ain't lick her (At all) Threw her some count, had to tip her (I did) If you not gon' rain in them clubs (Them clubs) You don't deserve to see the strippers Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) Thirties on thirties (Ooh) Wear a lot of Louis, lot of Fendi and Versace (Ooh) I don't stress hoes, left her waiting in the lobby (Nope) Show the AP when I see the paparazzi (AP, ooh) Left wrist, right wrist wet (Ooh) Got a new Patek and it cost more than your damn rent (Wow) Last week, I had a threesome on a jet (Damn) Got my auntie cooking up dope like a chef (Yeah, ooh) Whip it up, Lil Pump, fuck it up, count it up (Brrt) Pull up in a 'Rari, take a shit on your Acura (Ooh) Smash on your thottie, drop her off at Santa Monica (Huh?) And the fake followers you got, it ain't adding up (No) Hit a ho from the back, throw her off a ladder (Ladder) Bring a bitch back, she had to see a chiropractor (Ooh) I don't even care, bitch, I'm rich, it don't matter (No) You got a bad bitch, oh well, mine badder (Ooh, ooh) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)

Hablan mucho, no hagas caso Corte, tajo, golpetazo Mucho lujo sin trabajo Coche, fajo', chuche', fajo' Es metálico, que da pánico Yo escribo petardos y tú comes Calippo Niño pálido, pilla el camino y Vete rápido hijo'puta, porque aquí no Estamos pa' tu mierda ni pa' tu llorera Fuego dentro 'el pecho, parece una hoguera Esos bobos tiran porque quieren mi sitio Se olvidan que estoy aquí desde el principio Si chillas te va' a comer mi' zapatilla' Yo con el dinero juego al pilla-pilla Tengo un atajo y cuando quiero lo pillo Le agarro el brazo y lo meto en mi bolsillo, eh Floto como un barco Me lo paso como un niño con un charco Jugando con sus juguetes en su cuarto Y el que se ponga por medio se lo par Hablan mucho, no hagas caso Corte, tajo, golpetazo Mucho lujo sin trabajo Coche, fajo', chuche', fajo' Es metálico, que da pánico Yo escribo petardos y tú comes Calippo Niño pálido, pilla el camino y Vete rápido hijo'puta, porque aquí no Cuida lo que dices, puedo hacerte un desmadre Si hasta mi jefa sabe que no tengo madre Tengo perras, pero ni una que me ladre Tengo varias perras y una es tu compadre Eeey, así de huevos, ñero Exportando rimas hacía al extranjero No exagero, lo puedes verificar Te faltan muchos huevos pa' poderme derrocar Pa' poderme derrocar Tienes que intentar Una y otra vez Una y otra vez Dime ¿cómo ves? Pa' poderme derrocar Tienes que intentar Una y otra vez Una y otra vez Dime, ¿cómo ves?

Odkąd zabrał Cię Złego losu gniew, W samotności trwam Wpatrozna w drugi brzeg. Liczę każdy wschód, Może jutro już Wrócisz tu, a ja W oknie będę stać. Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam Razem z Tobą znikł, Zapach kwiatów mych; Nawet księżyc lśni Jakby mu brakło sił. Wieczorami przed snem Cicho modlę się, By następny dzień Do mnie przywiódł Cię. Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam Przyrzekam, poczekam Nie zwlekaj, bo czekam

When you see a girl walking down the street, You can bet she's fine, you can bet she's sweet, Down in East L.A., Down in East L.A. Not too far from the city lights, Latin music fills the night, Down in East L.A., Down in East L.A. Cholos? hang in the neighborhood, Standing on the corner feeling good, Down in East L.A., Down in East L.A. Woooah, Down in East L.A., Woooah, Down in East L.A. It's a part of the city, But it's more than a place, It's a smile on a face, It's a dream come true, And it's me and you, And we feel it down deep in the soul, And it gives from the young And it gives to the old, It's the promised land, Where a man can be a man, And his home, Yes his home, So be my friend, And drink some wine, Together we can party all the time, Down in East L.A., Down in East L.A. Woooah, down in East L.A., Woooah, down in East L.A., Woooah, down in East L.A, Down in East L.A. I got friends in East L.A. Yes I do, I want to thank them for being my friends, And I want to thank you all for all being my friends, Down in East L.A., Down in East L.A., Don't you know, Don't you know {fade out}