Lyrics
Papi chulo, pull up in your old car
Esta rico, esta rico for us
Porrito, baby baby, roll up
Matching gold chains
Baby baby, spark up
Pistol on the dresser
I know what's up
You can't hide anything from me
I can see right past your charisma
I can tell lies from your gold teeth
Oooo, papi chulo
Oooo, papi chulo
Diamonds on the dresser,
You said 'get up'
Baby don't you open up the trunk
Black on black,
Yeah baby we're murdered out
Rollin' deep,
Yeah baby, rollin' deep
Oooo, papi chulo
Oooo, papi chulo
You'd be fucked up
If you knew what I knew
I won't say a damn word about you,
Papi chulo.
Papi chulo.
