[Intro (DJ Kane):]  Ooh, Feria   Oh, oh, oh, My Feria     [Chorus (DJ Kane): repeat 2X]  I'm in love with my feria   What I would for my feria   I stay true to my feria   Because my feria loves me     [1st Verse (SPM):]  I got a fat girl, With a big ol' face   And "In God we trust" tattooed around her waist   Helped me beat a dope case   And she paid off the judge   I bet her on the Cubs and the Phoenix Suns   Her name is Cashola way over Maria   She bought me a casino in South Korea   How we roll, You have no-oh idea   She runs with hoes like Christina "La Bolia"   She never bounce like a check   Put a ounce in my vet   Got a house and a jet   She my spouse and my friend   Put my cousin through college and bought my grandma a lil' ranch   She crazy   Always chase me tryna get in my pants   Ha, Ha!     [Chorus 2x]    [2nd Verse (SPM):]  She come from a tree but she ain't Mary Jane   I'm talkin' 'bout my paper, Maan!   Never fake or counterfeit, My madamoiselle   Bought me snacks up in jail   Until they granted me bail   My jew-els   Surround my platinum gazelles   She can't spell but she can sure count well   Record sales make her swell   Bought my first two twelves   My first sound system bang and rock the bells   Lock and load, Clock and fold   Pocket swoll'   Rock n' roll out the door   For pots of gold   Congratulator shoot haters like Space Invaders   So much feria I bought a swimming pool for my neighbors     [Chorus 2x]    [3rd Verse (Baby Beesh):]  Now we gonna ride like the wind   My lover, my dividend   She my feria, I'm her daddy, and she my best friend   Got me spending weekends in Kingston Jamaica   Ooh my fettucini, Ooh I love my paper   When she get outta line   Papi gonna get on her grind   Facing penitentiary time   But she's eventually mine   Same color as my hydro   I swear to God the only bitch I'll ever die for   Or rob for     [4th Verse (Low-G):]  I go to war for my peso   My queso   My villete's, Que bella   Te miras como una estrella   Da' playa'   El jugador   El fumador   Todo mundo sabe lo que haria por tu amor   Oye chico   You got my federico?   Pobrecito   Now I gotta call my primo   El Cochino   Suck the blood like Dracula   I'm in the hood flippin' cookies with my spatula     [Chorus 2x]