The Torta Hunter

Verse 1

Vegas sun

White socks pulled high

Cruising in a sixty-four

I spot her at the corner store

Got a taste for the thick

Heard they call me Jorge the hunter

I seek I find I conquer

Siete-Cero-Dos

Pavement sweating under my wheels

No mija is safe today

Chorus

Buscando las tortas tonight

En la siete-zero-dos

Pounding through the boulevard

Buscando las tortas tonight

Pounding through the boulevard

Verse 2

Faded jeans

Curves like a canyon

Moving with a heavy swing

My lowrider start to spring

Checking every driveway

Left side right side nowhere to hide

You see the predator prowl

Heavy on the pedal

Heavy on the rhythm

Heavy on the hunt

Prepárate mija I am coming

Don't bother with the running

Street lights catch the chrome

Tucking one under my arm

Walking you back home

Chorus

Buscando las tortas tonight

En la siete-zero-dos

Pounding through the boulevard

Buscando las tortas tonight

Pounding through the boulevard

Bridge

Under the palms

In the back seat

All through the night

Mira

Prepárate prepárate prepárate

Your hunter is here

No more doubts no more fear

Just the weight of the moment

Chorus

Buscando las tortas tonight

En la siete-zero-dos

Pounding through the boulevard

Buscando las tortas tonight

Pounding through the boulevard

Post-Chorus

La siete-zero-dos

Mija prepárate

La siete-zero-dos

Jorge on the prowl

Outro

Across the desert

Into the alley

Got a hunger only one thing feeds

Check the rearview

The hunt never ends

No one is safe

Adiós tonight

Buscando buscando

Finding the finest ones