[Intro:]
Hey!
Woo! Chyea! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Chyea!
Skrt! Chyea!
[Chorus:]
Perate, perate
Elegant, elegant
Represent, represent
We dem boyz
Que Lo Que, ¿que lo que?
[Verse:]
Perate, perate
Rapper that burn up the rubber bands
She loving the taste of designer
She told me she feel like shе hoverin'
Bubblin', hustlin' hustlin'
Cause I got tired of strugglin'
You got it? Wе want it? You runnin' it
Only us, never them
'Til the wheels fall off
Holdin' it down to the end
I'ma bleed through the pen
Gettin' cake, Entenmann's
Movin' weight, send 'em in
Broad day or when it's late night
Let 'em in, let 'em in
If it ain't cake or the jakes, don't let 'em in, let 'em in
Que Lo Que, we dem boyz
Que Lo Que, ¿que lo que?
Perate, perate
You are now tuned wit the fuckin' Dominicans
Sippin' the Presidente, Taíno Indian
Never been pussy, it's evident
Sippin' that bruvie, I'm hella bent
Don't give a fuck, call me celibate
Gotta thank mama, she heavensent
And I thank god for the melanin
We gettin' cake, Entenmann's
Young niggas movin' weight, send 'em, I'll send 'em in
Bad bitch wit the cake, skin color cinnamon
Young papi champú, I'm gettin' it, gettin' it
We dem boyz
Que Lo Que, ¿que lo que?
[Chorus:]
Perate, perate
Elegant, elegant
Represent, represent
We dem boyz
Que Lo Que, ¿que lo que?