Jus Wanna

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?

Girl, you some action I never seen

Girl, you some action I never seen

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?

And I just wanna take you home and lay you down

And I just wanna take you home and lay you down

And I used to deal with your padre

A long time ago

Since then, I moved on

But I still deal dope

Takin' trips out to Bogota

I used to catch hard sales

I was in love with your madre comida

Now I got my own cartel

Came from Puerto Rico, move to New Orleans

South Baton Rouge, sellin' cocaine

Don't you feel the love in the air?

(Don't you feel the love in the air?)

(Don't you smell the drugs in the air?)

When you come to Colombia

When you come to Colombia

Girl, you some (Girl, you some, girl you some)

Girl, you some action I never seen

And you a brick of that Medellin

Don't you feel the love in the air?

In the air

You can smell the drugs in the air

In the air

When you come to Colombia

I am not a king nor a don

I am somethin' way far beyond

At night, I make solander to stars

I be singin' praise to Allah

I be up all night

We was children when we first met

Playin' in poppy fields

Runnin' through heroin

Didn't even know what it is

Helpin' papi crush the coca leaves

That was way before machines

Used to love visitin' the villa

Makin' noise, pray no one hear us

Goddamn, I don't wanna leave

And damn, I don't wanna leave

You mi caramelito

And I gotta ship to Perico

Dinero en norte Americano

And I gotta get it back overseas

And I gotta get it back overseas

Dinero en norte Americano

And I gotta get it back overseas

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?

Girl, you some action I never seen

Girl, you some action I never seen

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?

And I just wanna take you home and lay you down

And I just wanna take you home and lay you down

And I used to deal with your padre

A long time ago

Since then, I moved on

But I still deal dope

Takin' trips out to Bogota

I used to catch hard sales

I was in love with your madre comida

Now I got my own cartel

Run it up, bein' broke, a bad dream

Fast car with the Nascar seats

Jaguar with the all black feet

Z06 spillin' Act on me

Hit the mall, I run out and shipped it by ball

Got a lotta shit that I supply

You don't mind and you know I gotta rhyme

Bitch that I'm with, she won't even visit

I ain't even trippin' fuck her, she could die

Dyin' inside, thinkin' homicide

Bye cold world, I hate to be alive

Letters, I am contemplatin' suicide

Say I'm keepin' this between you and I

I wanna make love, she ain't got the time

Always in the feelin's, blamin' it on bitches

I just got a mistress, fuck all intuition

I want you to know I'm lovin' somethin' else

I want you to know I'm lovin' someone else

I want you to know I'm fuckin' in your bed

I hope what I wrote be fuckin' with your head

Better try to hold on to me

Don't ever let me go

You shoulda tried to hold on

To me

You gon' miss me one day

You gon' miss me one day

You gon' miss me one day

You gon' miss me one day