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Whenever she's alone, she calls me.
Just think of me when it's beautiful
It is wrapped in smoke
Like me. none
And, like her, nobody sucks it at me.
He calls me to' the nights when he leaves her alone
Phillie enrolls, smokes and gets out of control
She always wants to see me and thinks of me when she is alone
It is all touched, it gets wet all
He calls me to' the nights when he leaves her alone
Phillie enrolls, smokes and gets out of control
She always wants to see me and thinks of me when she is alone
It is all touched, it gets wet all
Verse 1
He tells me he loves it
Stay with me at Encanta's house
I'm all scared
He wants to fuck since he gets up
He said he knew Fanta
Going down your throat
She is a devil with the face of a saint
Who wants to know if Myers does to' what he sings
She does not rest
The devil dancing in a tube
Hundred bills fall when she dances
In the hotel, in the Verdanza suit
After the second he asks me for revenge
Look, baby, move forward
Enemies who want to kill me
Maybe tomorrow my soul rests
Going down to a hundred by the Theodore
He looks for me at school, in the choir
To get him in, I never cry
It is spent putting fresh photos in photo
He knows I don't fall in love
I have the 4 Toro
Newport, I don't smoke Marlboro
And to' my Cubans in gold
Chorus 2
He calls me to' the nights when he leaves her alone
Phillie enrolls, smokes and gets out of control
She always wants to see me and thinks of me when she is alone
It is all touched, it gets wet all
Verse 2
She is my bellaca, I am her bellaco
If he leaves her alone I get to her, I take off her panties and tacos.
Sola se toca
She goes crazy
If I throw it outside, it catches and it gets angry.
He puts his mouth on me to give him another
The cap is always Lakers
I turn on your toto as if I were taser you
Tell me, baby, if you feel it
Although, from your face, it seems that you are not even aware
I keep giving you
I never get stuck
I am the street, I never step on false floor
I have two coves, I don't believe in banks
Scream, demon, for me that's a hymn
How does the R sound with the AK pistol
I take you po'el pelo, I pull you, I throw you
Look me in the eye when I look at you
Between grass and lean
He always asks me to refill
I put this bug as if your toto had no end
For you there is never one
Yours and mine is apart
Bottle of Möet, get ready, I'll get it to you
I've already been overwhelmed
You are my vice and I juquié
Move those buttocks to me as if I won't see you again
For you there is never one
Yours and mine is apart
Bottle of Möet, get ready, I'll get it to you
I've already been overwhelmed
You are my vice and I juquié
Move those buttocks to me as if I won't see you again
He says in my ear 'don't stop'
That the least I need is a break
We change our pose and he asks me to abuse
Listening to Weeknd and Drake's songs
When I saw it I thought it was made fake
He told me 'no, you made a mistake'
The red room, Grey's shadows
If you want, check the scene and we will replay it
With her I kill myself
He tells me 'get on, son of bitches, and he got on four
I, without picky, break it better than your cat
It's being touched
What we smoke in
I pull her hair and while I punish her
I give him straps with the Ferragamo
With her I kill myself
He tells me 'get on, son of bitches, and he got on four
I, without picky, break it better than your cat
It's being touched
What we smoke in
I pull her hair and while I punish her
I give him straps with the Ferragamo
Chorus 3
He calls me to' the nights when he leaves her alone
Phillie enrolls, smokes and gets out of control
She always wants to see me and thinks of me when she is alone
It is all touched, it gets wet all
Outro
It's all wet, it's all wet, Bryant Myers
Anonimus, the black of the house
Baby Rasta
Brytiago, baby
Santana, the Golden Nene
Golden Melodies
The Money Society
Tell Me, Ganda
You know how we do
The Next Generation
It's me, The Wolf
This was done for the devils
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