La Romana

Duration

4:17

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

04 La Romana (Album Version) Verse 1: (K Sos) On the bus to class last Friday Spotted this hottie Tight little body Face resembled Sade Sat down right beside me Got her looking my way She said that she was 1st generation from Zimbabwe Likes to ride Ducati’s So we hit the highway And as we rolled up We rolled up to the party Already takin shots glad to see that she’s a drinker And She got some rings but she don’t wear em on her fingers I could tell that she’s a thinker Blue eyes all perplexed Not just the way she move her body Her aroma oozing sex I mean don’t you see I’m trying to get you out them jeans And the ink on your lower back Got me like a fiend lit the chiba She told me bout how she’s a libra How them bastards always leave her And she wanna push a bimmer I said baby girl I see just trying to do the same Told her it’s a long way coming But they bout to know the name Chorus: (K.D.) I stopped to see my chica on my way to La Romana That outside dick got her sick something like a fever All my people tell me I should leave her…alone But they don’t know the things you do when we alone Ecstasy on ice a little lime in my patron She be winding down my waist, we be burning up the place To mi casa was a race I sex with no restraints Come on baby get a taste now all that she can say is Verse 2: (Rams) Lets get dizzy to this one, from chile to philly with this one Tequila sipping but somethings missing she ain’t stripping to this one and shit I’m usually hitting and dipping but she got me sitting and wishing And turning my night into a mission nah uh abort, I’m not the type of sort I’m way to cool of course so pass the torch ok and on your way out don’t scratch the Porsche ya…ya ya I’ll talk to you on myspace Just stay away from my place I’m fiending for good sex with bad girls Bed breakers with tattoos doing back twirls and Kisses here and there crazy color hair it don’t matter if she single or not Cuz she don’t care and neither do I Cuz ever since she’s arrived my inner freaks alive its time to thrive on my bonnie and clyde shit And its perfect cuz her pit plays with my pit And her purse holds my fix with her fix She makes living worth it even through the worst shit She give me purpose and I’m no longer worthless With so much reassurance I forgot how the fuck to be nervous Chorus: (K.D.) I stopped to see my chica on my way to La Romana That outside dick got her sick something like a fever All my people tell me I should leave her…alone But they don’t know the things you do when we alone Ecstasy on ice a little lime in my patron She be winding down my waist, we be burning up the place To mi casa was a race I sex with no restraints Come on baby get a taste now all that she can say is Verse 3: (J.O.) This queen she got my posture on a lean look Baby girl love to clean and she a mean cook I mean she look to clean Looking like she just got her hair did nails did little Maybelline I couldn’t believe she must of hopped out my dreams Miss hot fudge caramel dairy queen She’s my favorite player, on my favorite team And she can move best moves that I ever seen And she never startled, I think I hit the lotto With this one she roll up smoke and tip the bottle Honey dip can model if she really wanted She the type that know she got it but she never flaunt it And I love her for that and she be loving me back And she be telling me she loving my raps ayyy Little smile little laugh she be knowing what she doing When she moving her ass its all mines She be leavin’ em gassed Stopping traffic when we’re driving almost making em crash together We get it poppin’ we be having a blast Compliment each other like hood grain in the dash If there is any confrontation I’ll be there in flash saving my ass..ets And a pretty face, if I ain’t right I’m alright being wrong I plead guilty and I’m resting my case Chorus: (K.D.) I stopped to see my chica on my way to La Romana That outside dick got her sick something like a fever All my people tell me I should leave her…alone But they don’t know the things you do when we alone Ecstasy on ice a little lime in my patron She be winding down my waist, we be burning up the place To mi casa was a race I sex with no restraints Come on baby get a taste now all that she can say is