My Feria Lyrics by South Park Mexican

My Feria Lyrics

    Intro (dj kane):
    Ooh, feria
    Oh, oh, oh, my feria

    Chorus (dj kane): repeat 2x
    I'm in love with my feria
    What i would for my feria
    I stay true to my feria
    Because my feria loves me

    1st verse (spm):
    I got a fat girl, with a big ol' face
    And "in god we trust" tattooed around her waist
    Helped me beat a dope case
    And she paid off the judge
    I bet her on the cubs and the phoenix suns
    Her name is cashola way over maria
    She bought me a casino in south korea
    How we roll, you have no-oh idea
    She runs with hoes like christina "la bolia"
    She never bounce like a check
    Put a ounce in my vet
    Got a house and a jet
    She my spouse and my friend
    Put my cousin through college and bought my grandma a lil' ranch
    She crazy
    Always chase me tryna get in my pants
    Ha, ha!

    Chorus 2x

    2nd verse (spm):
    She come from a tree but she ain't mary jane
    I'm talkin' 'bout my paper, maan!
    Never fake or counterfeit, my madamoiselle
    Bought me snacks up in jail
    Until they granted me bail
    My jew-els
    Surround my platinum gazelles
    She can't spell but she can sure count well
    Record sales make her swell
    Bought my first two twelves
    My first sound system bang and rock the bells
    Lock and load, clock and fold
    Pocket swoll'
    Rock n' roll out the door
    For pots of gold
    Congratulator shoot haters like space invaders
    So much feria i bought a swimming pool for my neighbors

    Chorus 2x

    3rd verse (baby beesh):
    Now we gonna ride like the wind
    My lover, my dividend
    She my feria, i'm her daddy, and she my best friend
    Got me spending weekends in kingston jamaica
    Ooh my fettucini, ooh i love my paper
    When she get outta line
    Papi gonna get on her grind
    Facing penitentiary time
    But she's eventually mine
    Same color as my hydro
    I swear to god the only bitch i'll ever die for
    Or rob for

    4th verse (low-g):
    I go to war for my peso
    My queso
    My villete's, que bella
    Te miras como una estrella
    Da' playa'
    El jugador
    El fumador
    Todo mundo sabe lo que haria por tu amor
    Oye chico
    You got my federico?
    Pobrecito
    Now i gotta call my primo
    El cochino
    Suck the blood like dracula
    I'm in the hood flippin' cookies with my spatula

    Chorus 2x

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