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(pa' ti) (mamá)
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Todo pa' mi jefa! (todo!)
Cleaned them offices so I could be a leader
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Her name on the paper! (hers!)
Deed say Rosa. Ain't no landlord, ain't no later.
Ya no trabajes. (ya no) Ya no trabajes. (ya no)
Put the mop down, mamá. It's handled.
Bus at ten p.m., downtown, the tall ones with the glass
Forty floors of trash cans, she did 'em all, and fast
Came home when I woke up, smelled like bleach and lemon
Made my eggs with her eyes closed. That was everything. (that's it)
One time she took me with her 'cause the sitter didn't show
I seen a man in a suit step around her like a cone
Didn't say excuse me. Didn't even look.
I was seven. I remember. I wrote it in my book.
She just kept wipin'. Smiled at me. "Mijo, hold the bag."
I held it. I'm still holdin' it. That's the whole drag.
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Todo pa' mi jefa! (todo!)
Cleaned them offices so I could be a leader
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Her name on the paper! (hers!)
Deed say Rosa. Ain't no landlord, ain't no later.
So the first real money, I ain't touch it for a year
Let it stack while they clowned me in the same beat-up gear
Then I walked her to a house with a tree in the front
Said "whose is this, mijo?" I said "yours." She said "don't." (no juegues)
She cried in Spanish, that's the kind that really count
Then she asked about the payment. I said "there's no amount."
Now she got a garden and a chair and a dog named Frijol
She still try to clean MY house when she come, that's her soul
Le debo todo y nunca me lo va a cobrar
So I pay it anyway. Every day. Sin parar.
That man in the suit?
I bought his building.
(MI JEFA!)
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Todo pa' mi jefa! (todo!)
Cleaned them offices so I could be a leader
Mi jefa! (mi jefa!) Her name on the paper! (hers!)
Deed say Rosa. Ain't no landlord, ain't no later.
Ya no trabajes. (ya no) Ya no trabajes. (ya no)
Siéntate, mamá. I got it from here.
Houston Northside. Started with a rag and a bucket at his tío's shop on Airline Drive. Raps in Spanglish the way he talks: English bars, Spanish punchlines, nothing translated. Filoso means sharp. The blade and the tongue.