Are you ready, daddy?
It's time for Linda Pira
Do you see the street talking real ghetto news,
Jazira
Circulating under the city silhouette
Time to go down to the street,
pet my nails with style
A version deal, baba
I think you have to stop smoking bush weed, baba
I'm not like the other girls you see in your terrain
Yo,
my name is Linda Pira and my flow makes you bang
Bang, bang, ba-ba-bang, bang
Ey yo,
you absa,
look for more of me,
you'll get stuck
You absa,
heavy criminal loaded,
fat rhymes I hustle
Redlines and capsules,
high volume,
old school vinyl
Scratch the nails and canine, yo, you absa
Looking for more and want to get maxed, you absa
My parrots are rattling, fat rhymes I hustle
In redlines and capsules,
formula,
old school cassette
Get you sucked, ricochet, uh, bitter chaos
You want bang bang in your cab,
I see you storming in on the spot,
and your DJ thinks it's a pass
Put this on replay if you want people to wake up,
man,
the whole damn place is chasing Colombian
She's fat, get in the van, she must die
Bang,
ba-ba-bang, bang