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(feat. Pitbull, Sincero)

[Chingo Bling:]
Orale, wey
Orale, wey (Doo-doo-doo!)
Orale, way (Ay que, culero)
Asomate, wey
Orale, wey (Es hora para crusar)
Orale, wey (We gon' give a little lesson on vocabulary)
Orale, wey
Orale, wey (We gon' have y'all speaking in here)
Orale, wey (Por favor, believe it)
Orale, wey
No manches, wey
Si o no, wey
Orale, wey (Vas a ir o no, wey)
Orale, wey
Orale, wey

[Chorus: Chingo Bling]
All my Latinos in the club (Ay wey wey)
West coast cholos, elbows up (Ay wey wey)
My down south Mexicans sippin' syrup (Ay wey wey)
Need the word, just hit me on the chur' (Ay wey wey)
We in the club, hollin'
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey, shh
Ay wey wey
We in the club, hollin'
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
Ay wey wey
We in the club, hollin'

[Verse 1: Chingo Bling {Chingo Bling slowed down}]
For those that don't know how large Chingo Bling is livin'
I'm the young brown flashy version of Russell Simmons
On that 18 honey jose cuervo not bacari
If you play the right corrido, set it off, at the party
They Can't Deport Us
That's the slogan, say it loud
Shop at the swamp meet
Not the mall, cause that's my style
When the soccer game on
Ay wey wey, let's get some tickets
Get by trap house, like Pollo Loco, it's chicken flippin'
It's crazy, how we talk
Hear signs and a couple whistles
If I really wanna get my point across, I use my pistol
And I don't care what he say
Or she say
We like our music
{Slowed down here, screwed and chopped by the DJ}
You wanna know the price, on the yay, just holla "Ay wey wey"
If the boar passed you, "Hi"
Then you say, "No mames, wey"
Ay wey wey, what it do, que paso, that means what's up
It's in my style, pour a cup
Pop trunk, go post it up (Doo-doo-doo!)

[Chorus]

[Pre-Verse: Sincero]
Con nosotros, no te metes, que te dejan, shut up
Tenemos uno loco que te dejan, cut up
Diles el borracho que se calmen, shut up
Me, Pitbull, Chingo Bling get up

[Pre-Verse]

[Verse 2: Sincero]
Show you how in the south, we get dirty
I can tell you wanna get it shorty
Watch your chicks, she's a little bit flirty
If not, pick her up at about 11:30
Si esta buena, yo la de tu mano
Se lo mente, yo Mexicano
Quiere fumar su cigaro Cubano
Le gusta tequila, le encanta El Gusano

[Hook: Sincero]
I like the way that sounds
I last all twelve rounds
Now, drop it, shake it up, clap it up
Make it bounce, bounce, bounce

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Pitbull]
Ay wey wey
I'm from the M-I, A
Ay, ay
Where our alphabet starts at A
And ends at K
Okay
K-K, B-A, D, y
Where they stretch coke like P.E.
Whatever we see
We get
We eat
We eat
This is that
Down by them dirty, where 'em birdies fly
South, in the drought, then them Cubans Bring 'Em Out
See, I love T.I., but I'd have to ask him what he know
About, boat loads
Llenito del coco
Maricons wanna act loco
Pop up
Hit 'em with
Numerous shot
From the Choppers
Just for them boys in the Chevys, wanna top 'em
Motherfuckers
I'm like a hurricane category six, mayne
No damage, no change, chico's still the shit, mayne
(feat. Pitbull, Sincero)      [Chingo Bling:]   Orale, wey   Orale, wey (Doo-doo-doo!)   Orale, way (Ay que, culero)   Asomate, wey   Orale, wey (Es hora para crusar)   Orale, wey (We gon' give a little lesson on vocabulary)   Orale, wey   Orale, wey (We gon' have y'all speaking in here)   Orale, wey (Por favor, believe it)   Orale, wey   No manches, wey   Si o no, wey   Orale, wey (Vas a ir o no, wey)   Orale, wey   Orale, wey      [Chorus: Chingo Bling]   All my Latinos in the club (Ay wey wey)   West coast cholos, elbows up (Ay wey wey)   My down south Mexicans sippin' syrup (Ay wey wey)   Need the word, just hit me on the chur' (Ay wey wey)   We in the club, hollin'   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey, shh   Ay wey wey   We in the club, hollin'   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   Ay wey wey   We in the club, hollin'      [Verse 1: Chingo Bling {Chingo Bling slowed down}]   For those that don't know how large Chingo Bling is livin'   I'm the young brown flashy version of Russell Simmons   On that 18 honey jose cuervo not bacari   If you play the right corrido, set it off, at the party   They Can't Deport Us   That's the slogan, say it loud   Shop at the swamp meet   Not the mall, cause that's my style   When the soccer game on   Ay wey wey, let's get some tickets   Get by trap house, like Pollo Loco, it's chicken flippin'   It's crazy, how we talk   Hear signs and a couple whistles   If I really wanna get my point across, I use my pistol   And I don't care what he say   Or she say   We like our music   {Slowed down here, screwed and chopped by the DJ}   You wanna know the price, on the yay, just holla "Ay wey wey"   If the boar passed you, "Hi"   Then you say, "No mames, wey"   Ay wey wey, what it do, que paso, that means what's up   It's in my style, pour a cup   Pop trunk, go post it up (Doo-doo-doo!)      [Chorus]      [Pre-Verse: Sincero]   Con nosotros, no te metes, que te dejan, shut up   Tenemos uno loco que te dejan, cut up   Diles el borracho que se calmen, shut up   Me, Pitbull, Chingo Bling get up      [Pre-Verse]      [Verse 2: Sincero]   Show you how in the south, we get dirty   I can tell you wanna get it shorty   Watch your chicks, she's a little bit flirty   If not, pick her up at about 11:30   Si esta buena, yo la de tu mano   Se lo mente, yo Mexicano   Quiere fumar su cigaro Cubano   Le gusta tequila, le encanta El Gusano      [Hook: Sincero]   I like the way that sounds   I last all twelve rounds   Now, drop it, shake it up, clap it up   Make it bounce, bounce, bounce      [Hook]      [Chorus]      [Verse 3: Pitbull]   Ay wey wey   I'm from the M-I, A   Ay, ay   Where our alphabet starts at A   And ends at K   Okay   K-K, B-A, D, y   Where they stretch coke like P.E.   Whatever we see   We get   We eat   We eat   This is that   Down by them dirty, where 'em birdies fly   South, in the drought, then them Cubans Bring 'Em Out   See, I love T.I., but I'd have to ask him what he know   About, boat loads   Llenito del coco   Maricons wanna act loco   Pop up   Hit 'em with   Numerous shot   From the Choppers   Just for them boys in the Chevys, wanna top 'em   Motherfuckers   I'm like a hurricane category six, mayne   No damage, no change, chico's still the shit, mayne