Jose Guapo Guaponese Lyrics
Guaponese by Jose Guapo
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
Told her bring that bi-nack
Pull up with that pi-nack
Meet me in the tri-nap
Tell Stri-nap "bring that stri-nap"
Tell Ali-ni "we need wi-need"
Got goons riding with mi-ne
Got gui-nap with Qui-nez
And you know what I si-naid ayeee
That's that Guaponese, yeah we speak Guaponese (x4)
[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
All about a chi-neck
Cash out on that v-neck
Pull up at the spi-not
You know I'm with Shaina
Rolling out the pi-nound
Yeah it's going di-nown
Hold up we need sy-nurp
Shoot dice on the ci-nurb
Word to my mother, we don't give a di-namn
And if I'm with your daughter, you know I'm going hi-nam
Don't have no feelings for her, I'm just tryna smi-nash
I treat her like the reefa, I hit her then I pi-nass
28 flow, coolin at the ti-nill
Big weed nigga I'm talking bout them bi-nills
Red bone with a tatto on her wi-naist
I wonder will she let me paint her fi-nace
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
[Verse 2: Travis Porter]
Yea I got that gui-nap
Big shouts out to Gui-nap
I don't wanna fuck you shawty
I just want your ti-nop
Yeah she known to bi-nop
But guess what I'm gonna ki-nock
I'm headed to the dealer, bout to get sum with no ti-nop
Ali you such a spi-ned
All I want is Hin-ed
Shawty you a hi-noe
You ain't laying off my bi-ned
I'm in a foreign ci-nar
You know I'm a sti-nar
Ho this ain't no henney, but I'm bout to buy the bi-nar
We don't call him Strap, we call him Stri-nap
We don't call him Guap, we call him Gui-nap
We don't call him Quez, we call him Qui-nez
He act like he don't hear me, but he know what I just si-naid
24 Shinoaks
Ho act you kni-now
I be talking Guaponese
When I talk to my vi-noa
AP On My On My Wrinist
That shit Cost A grinip
Fresher Here From Head To Toe Like I Just Hit A Lenne
I Might cop a Zinip
No I'm never sober
Inside Of My Whinip
Smelling Like The Doja
Catch me With Lafeney
Walking Out Of Fendi
All These Bands On Minnie
These Hxes Screaming Gimmie
Golds on my ti-neath
Make Them Hxes Spin-out
I Pull Up To The Cli-nub
And Make Them Hxes Go Winout
25 strippers inside of my bi-ness
Take them to the spi-not
Make them hoes stri-nip
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
[Verse 3: Travis Porter]
Yeah nigga I'm stri-naight
Chillin In The Winna
Them hoes ain't fucking, so you know it's time do di-nip
Pockets On swolle
Know I got that ci-nash
When I hit the club, I be smoking on that gi-nas
That's that Guaponese
Yeah nigga that Guaponese
Green light on go, ain't no stopping me
When I Say Show, you know I got a shi-now
And if fucked your ho, then you know I fucked your hi-noe
That's that Guaponese
Yeah nigga that Guaponese
Yo ho wanna smi-nash
She hopped on top of me
I passed that ho to Stri-nap
He passed that ho to Ali-ni
He passed that ho to Gui-nap
That ho did the whole ti-neam
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
Told her bring that bi-nack
Pull up with that pi-nack
Meet me in the tri-nap
Tell Stri-nap "bring that stri-nap"
Tell Ali-ni "we need wi-need"
Got goons riding with mi-ne
Got gui-nap with Qui-nez
And you know what I si-naid ayeee
That's that Guaponese, yeah we speak Guaponese (x4)
[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
All about a chi-neck
Cash out on that v-neck
Pull up at the spi-not
You know I'm with Shaina
Rolling out the pi-nound
Yeah it's going di-nown
Hold up we need sy-nurp
Shoot dice on the ci-nurb
Word to my mother, we don't give a di-namn
And if I'm with your daughter, you know I'm going hi-nam
Don't have no feelings for her, I'm just tryna smi-nash
I treat her like the reefa, I hit her then I pi-nass
28 flow, coolin at the ti-nill
Big weed nigga I'm talking bout them bi-nills
Red bone with a tatto on her wi-naist
I wonder will she let me paint her fi-nace
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
[Verse 2: Travis Porter]
Yea I got that gui-nap
Big shouts out to Gui-nap
I don't wanna fuck you shawty
I just want your ti-nop
Yeah she known to bi-nop
But guess what I'm gonna ki-nock
I'm headed to the dealer, bout to get sum with no ti-nop
Ali you such a spi-ned
All I want is Hin-ed
Shawty you a hi-noe
You ain't laying off my bi-ned
I'm in a foreign ci-nar
You know I'm a sti-nar
Ho this ain't no henney, but I'm bout to buy the bi-nar
We don't call him Strap, we call him Stri-nap
We don't call him Guap, we call him Gui-nap
We don't call him Quez, we call him Qui-nez
He act like he don't hear me, but he know what I just si-naid
24 Shinoaks
Ho act you kni-now
I be talking Guaponese
When I talk to my vi-noa
AP On My On My Wrinist
That shit Cost A grinip
Fresher Here From Head To Toe Like I Just Hit A Lenne
I Might cop a Zinip
No I'm never sober
Inside Of My Whinip
Smelling Like The Doja
Catch me With Lafeney
Walking Out Of Fendi
All These Bands On Minnie
These Hxes Screaming Gimmie
Golds on my ti-neath
Make Them Hxes Spin-out
I Pull Up To The Cli-nub
And Make Them Hxes Go Winout
25 strippers inside of my bi-ness
Take them to the spi-not
Make them hoes stri-nip
[Hook: Jose Guapo]
[Verse 3: Travis Porter]
Yeah nigga I'm stri-naight
Chillin In The Winna
Them hoes ain't fucking, so you know it's time do di-nip
Pockets On swolle
Know I got that ci-nash
When I hit the club, I be smoking on that gi-nas
That's that Guaponese
Yeah nigga that Guaponese
Green light on go, ain't no stopping me
When I Say Show, you know I got a shi-now
And if fucked your ho, then you know I fucked your hi-noe
That's that Guaponese
Yeah nigga that Guaponese
Yo ho wanna smi-nash
She hopped on top of me
I passed that ho to Stri-nap
He passed that ho to Ali-ni
He passed that ho to Gui-nap
That ho did the whole ti-neam
[Hook: Jose Guapo]