[Chorus]
When we wake up, she want some Casa Azul up in her body
And she ain't even put no fuckin' food up in her body
All that fuckin' ass, I know what to do with that body
Can't even make it to the room, she know what to do up in that lobby
At the party, ate the spade bought ten bottles
I'm heavy tall on me, everything tell 'em maid
When I walk in the club, best believe I was paid
'Vette yellow, I pull up lookin' like some lemonade
[Verse]
Four Wock', I just dropped, now I'm in the madе
I heard they hit the trap, on onе time they did a rake
I was gettin' ready to perform on the stage
I had naked bitches flashin' titties in my face
I like all women, I don't care 'bout no race
I lost my grandma who taught me how to pray
She told me don't trust no bitch, don't believe what they say
My grandma was so much like me in a way
If I don't love it, she fuck with me, she gotta pay
They know I stack my chips, I get my fees like Frito Lay
They know I keep my shooters ridin' with me, they ready to spray
If I fuck her on the first night, she gon' try to stay
[Chorus]
When we wake up, she want some Casa Azul up in her body
And she ain't even put no fuckin' food up in her body
All that fuckin' ass, I know what to do with that body
Can't even make it to the room, she know what to do up in that lobby
At the party, ate the spade bought ten bottles
I'm heavy tall on me, everything tell 'em maid
When I walk in the club, best believe I was paid
'Vette yellow, I pull up lookin' like some lemonade
Casa Azul was written by Ballout.
Casa Azul was produced by Heyyparah & Quadwoofer.