LA PRESIDENCIAL Lyrics English Translation by Mora
Bassy, haha
Baby, if you want, go ahead and touch yourself while I roll this Phillie
I like it when you don’t wear anything under that mini
With me, you look NBA, that dude’s snoring on me and he can’t even hit a dilly
If he knew, I’m giving it to you in the living room, not just the balcony
[Mora & Dei V]
From the presidential suite, I let you choose
The Vander or the Ritz Carlton, if he calls, kick him out
Put him to sleep, then come back to me
I’m in the presidential, all the lights red
Champagne and caviar if you’re craving it
Tip’s ten thousand, plus a little Van Cleef necklace (Eh, eh, eh, Dei V, Under Water)
[Dei V]
What’s up with that ass? I don’t know, it’s got me hooked like Percocet
Baby, whatever you say, that’s it, we hit the THC
I took her out to spend, then put her in a pose
It’s time to give it to you, my Patek’s telling me so
Let’s do it all night, drinking rosé
I’m lit, and that big booty looks 3D with the LED lights (Woh, woh)
Baby, you’re a demon, take me to your hell
Little devil, I grab her by the horns
Post a pic with me, let ‘em know you got an owner (Yeah)
Your ex is salty, but baby, I get it
‘Cause you’re so fine, sometimes I even dream about you
You appear in the smoke when I light a Phillie, oh
I drop everything I’m doing
And I run straight to her
[Dei V & Mora]
Let’s go to the presidential, all the lights red
The Vander or the Ritz Carlton, I let you choose
I’ll throw ten thousand your way, baby, give me a striptease
I’m in the presidential, all the lights red
Champagne and caviar if you’re craving it
Tip’s ten thousand, plus a little Van Cleef necklace
[Mora]
Caught her leaving District, made her do a 360
If she links up with her friend, that’s a Dream Team (Dream Team)
I was retired like Nowitzki
But with that ass, baby, there’s no way I say “maybe”
She doesn’t listen to Ricardo Arjona, put on some Dei V
She doesn’t want a diploma, she wants a Bentley
And to be treated rough, not friendly
And I obey her, that’s where I grow (-co)
That body, ma, deserves a monument, oh-oh-oh-oh
I pulled her hair and she smiled
[Mora]
And I don’t know if it’s how she talks to me
But little by little I get obsessed
She’s got something that drives me crazy
That’s why they never take her off the throne
[Mora]
That ass deserves the presidential, I let you choose
The Vander or the Ritz Carlton, if he calls, kick him out
Put him to sleep, then come back to me
I’m in the presidential, all the lights red
Champagne and caviar if you’re craving it
Tip’s ten thousand, plus a little Van Cleef necklace