Lyrics Conor Maynard – Mi Gente

Conor Maynard:
I pull up straight to the club and they all show me love, I’m with all of mi gente
They keep on asking for liquor and pictures, they want me, they all compliment me
I ain’t no boyfriend material, no, I ain’t got enough of time for that lately

Anth:
Tell your man you’re fucking with the man now
Heavy metal flow, I’m getting bands now
When I do a show, them bitches camp out
Bitches want a ring, I ain’t no Gandalf
Oh, no, that’s a no go
Got your girl tryna kick it like a dojo
I’m rocking all white, that’s that coco
I’m a rock star, baby, be my Yoko
Girl, that body is a problem, wanna figure it out?
She told me show me all the things that you’ve been rapping about
I like your body language, baby, we can start at the mouth
I’m bobby bushe when I hit it, blow the whistle, I’m out

Conor Maynard:
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
(Un, dos, tres, leggo’)
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
¿Y dónde está mi gente?

Look at that girl, oh, la, la
Meet me downstairs at the hotel bar
Body like that, baby, oh my god
If you got a friend, that’s ménage à trois
And I can go all night, I won’t stop
I keep on hitting the right spots
I put the gun in the holster
Bang, bang, baby I got ya

Anth:
Whoah, I gotta know
Why you dancing by yourself out on the flo?
You got a man? Well, where he go?
He should’ve never left your pretty ass alone
And when we’re done, I’ll take you home
And by the morning, I bet you won’t wanna go
I got a girl way back at home
So when you call me, better make that shit unknown
Estoy en una discoteca con una boliviana
Y yo se que tiene hombre, pero no me importa nada
Si me tiene loco, ella si me mata
Comenzamos en la calle, terminamos en la cama

Conor Maynard:
I know what I like, I know how I wanna live my life
I don’t need no advice, you’re not here and we both know why
So move from me when you’re extra, move from me with the passa
I’m buildin’ up a house where they raised me, move with me, I’ll go crazy

Don’t switch on me, I got big plans
We need to forward to the islands and get you gold, no spray tans
I need you to stop runnin’ back to your ex, he’s a wasteman
I wanna know, how come we can never slash and stay friends?
I’m blem for real, I might just say how I feel
I’m blem for real, I might just say how I feel