Colombia Paroles

Isabella, that’s her little sister
She loves me cause I know where them bricks came
I can serve you, I pour drinks, too.
But I can make cocaine,
I promise you I’ll never see you out of there
I fly back to Colombia
I always make a million out of run.
I can make cocaine,
I just fell in love with a Cuban,
I just love Colombia
And how we get ‘em in by a metraton.
I can make cocaine,
I just fell in love with a Cuban,
I just love Colombia
And how we get ‘em in by a metraton.
I can make cocaine,
It don’t take but eight minutes to make the whole thing,
But have you selling metraton,
You can cut one for a million.
Let me go sitting on packs long distance Pour a long ride when I slap you
But I don’t sell dog food,
Fill out your application, come to brick school.
I can make cocaine,
I just fell in love with a Cuban,
I just love Colombia
And how we get ‘em in by a metraton.
I can make cocaine
I just fell in love with a Cuban
I just love Colombia
And how we get ‘em in by a metraton.