When I get it
I'm never gonna stop
We should hit it
I think they called the cops
Win a little, man
Do they give a fuck?
Now they're feeling bad
And I'm out of luck
Have you heard that band
Yeah I think they're shit
And the way they dress
Yeah they think they're hip
And the things they say
Yeah it's all a bluff
And where they're from
It ain't that rough
Black Frankie's got my world in his hands
Black Frankie's got my world in his hands
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
Someone tell me
What the wise man said
If you want the butter
You better bring the bread
And if you need a lover
You better keep them fed
Cause if you lose another
You're gonna lose your head
Black Frankie's got my world in his hands
Black Frankie's got my world in his hands
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
Viva Loma Rica
