Latin Grammys

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah (Aah-ooh) [Chorus] I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes [Verse 1] You take steps to get to the sex, I just flex (Aha) Like Lex, dance moves with the pecs (Aha, pecs) It be like, "Damn, that man smooth like a Corvette" Vroom vroom through the set, who's next to get suplexed? Suplex City, bitch Suplex City, bitch (Ha) Suplex City, bitch (Ha) Suplex City, bitch You know the vibe, your boy been immortalized Yellow M5 glide like water slide (Oh, so true) Black trench like the ‘taker (You know me) Black tint so they can’t make us (The fucking Undertaker) I fly the plane better than Tom Cruise Drive cars like Dale Sr. with my feet up Lotus pose like Shiva on the floor For the fight with my seat next to Jeter I told that motherfucker roll the weed up, please [Chorus] I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes [Verse 2] My new shit, Only for Dolphins Then let the slammer off like Dolph Lundgren You know the Bronco starts howling once the light dims And he ain't stoppin' 'til the night ends So go ahead with your pitty pat My swimming trunks hold fifty racks Don't make me hit you with the Diddy dance I carved a hundred skulls into the handle of the mini-Mac Your boy keeps acid in his sack, daddy Been hot since miggity, miggity, miggity mac daddy And that’s a long time And I could care less what them motherfuckers sayin’ And that’s no lie Bitch, I’m living la vida loca Yellow grove, figaro, choke me Laughing in the mirror like the Joker with the Oakleys My whole team out for dead presidents like Bokeem It’s young baklava, you know me, yeah [Chorus] I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes Yeah, I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes I might not be able to touch my toes But I will still fuck these hoes [Outro] Yeah Bam bam, baklavizzy Flushing, Queens shit (Gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat) Seventy, seventy