Chuma-Chupa

Yeah! From the playground to the fast lane! Discrete on the track! Let's go!

Back when I was five, stuffed in diapers, full of drive Thought the world was mine, had no limits in my mind! Begged my momma hard: "Get me pops, I want 'em all!" Keep the candy coming, we don't need no family brawl!

Shots at fifteen! Almost major on the scene! Flexing who's the boss, turned the struggle into green! Hands inside my pockets, lollipop between my teeth, I'm no kid no more, clean the mess that lies beneath!

Ta-ta-tasting sweet on the upper lip, Got the silver Merc and a tighter grip! No more games, we are changing rules, Time to show these kids who are the real big fools! Three! Two! One! DROP!

Chuma-Chupa! Chuma-Chupa! Now I’m in the spotlight, look at! Chuma-Chupa! Chuma-Chupa! Jealous eyes, don't get so heated! Chuma-Chupa! Chuma-Chupa! Sugar on the lips so sweet, but... Childhood’s fading on the street! (This ain't no Chuma-Chupa!)