Guantanamera - Sage The Gemini, Trey Songz

She always complaining, she say I’m a player

Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters

Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us

Got a bad bitch, Guntanamera

Whoa Guntanamera

Whoa Guntanamera

Whoa Guntanamera

Hey, hey, Guntanamera

Guntanamera we in Venezuela

I don’t know her name but I know where she came from

House so big I can’t see my neighbors

I grab em and pass em, you try to save em

Whoa Guntanamera

Ridin' Audis through the hood, you know I be skatin'

Tiptoeing' in my Jordans soon as I lace em

Spent in all at the mall, it was Vuitton shoe laces

Now I’ma go crazy, now baby you know that your looks are deceiving

I tell all these girl that I’m rich and don’t need em and no one believes me

These niggas be mad, I be catching their baby girl looking and peeping

Take her home then I beat it till she sleeping, sleeping

Pull up in a Benz screaming «fuck a hater!»

And nigga I’da fucked your bitch on an elevator

Nigga I’da tell your bitch I’ma fuck her later

And she gon' only get this dick, not no fuckin' paper

Vamanos, knock em all down like dominoes

Then I tell em adios

If you got a bad bitch and she suck a good dick

Better lock her pussy down and you call it Guantanamo

Huh, that pussy tryna run, call that cardio

This gon' be a lot of fun, moon turn to the sun

We gon' get it to tomorrow

Spend a couple car notes on a couple bottles

Yo the rich shit don’t end

You don’t wanna roll all along, tell your homies come on

And it’s on, I’ma hit your friend

I’m cool with it if you cool with it

If you suck, spit and you drool with it

And I’ma be up in the hole all day

Guantanamo bay, Trey