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I want to learn the electric guitar part like at the end but i cant find the tabs anywhere can someone help?

Amo, t ami bjork

Baby ya estamos solos qué bonitos son tus ojos

Yo, B They ready? Let's go! Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it And a good girl in my tax bracket (Uh) Got a black card that'll let Saks have it These Chanel bags is a bad habit I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks My Maybach, black matted (Uh) Bitch, never left but I'm back at it And I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbit Feelin' myself, back off 'Cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off (Uh) He be thinking about me when he whacks off Wax on? (Wax off) National anthem, hats off Then I curve that nigga, like a bad toss (Uh) Lemme get a number two, with some Mac sauce "On The Run Tour" With my mask off I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Changed the game with that digital drop Know where you was when that digital popped I stopped the world Male or female, it make no difference, I stop the world World stop... Carry on Kitty on fleek, pretty on fleek (Uh) Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek Ridin' through Texas (Texas), feed him for his breakfast Everytime I whip it, I be talkin' so reckless He said, "Damn Nicki it's tight" I say, "Yeah nigga you right" (Uh) He said, "Damn, bae, you so little but you be really takin' that pipe" I said, "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU" (Uh) I said, "Teach me, nigga, teach me All this learnin' here is by you" (Uhn!) I'm whippin' that work He diggin' that work I got it, 36 of that real Panky full of that bounce, baby Come get you some of that bounce, baby I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my (Uh) Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my (Uh) Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Cookin' up that base (Base), lookin' like a kilo (Kilo) He just wanna taste (Taste), biggin' up my ego (Ego) (Ridin' through Texas...) Ridin'-ridin' through Texas Smoke it all off, talkin' bout that high-grade Baby, hold up, I can kill your migraine... (Ridin' through Texas...) Ridin'-ridin' through Texas Bitches ain't got punchlines or flow I have both and an empire also Keep gettin' gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole Today I'm icy, but I'm prayin' for some more snow Let that ho-ho, let that ho know (He in love...) He in love with that coco Why these bitches don't never be learnin'? You bitches will never get what I be earnin' (Uh) I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records that's urban Ain't gotta rely on top 40, I am a rap legend Just go ask the Kings of Rap, who is the Queen and things of that Nature? Look at my finger That is a glacier, hits like a laser... Drippin' on that work, trippin' off that perc Flippin' up my skirt and I be whippin' all that work Takin' trips with all them ki's, car keys got B's (Uh) Stingin' with the Queen Bey and we be whippin' all of that D 'Cause we dope girls we flawless We the poster girls for all this (Uh) We run around with them ballers Only real niggas in my call list I'm the big kahuna, go let them whores know (Uh) Just on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow Rrrr! You like it don't you? Snitches! Young Money

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Who else can still hear the voice?

This beat is just fuckin insane.

he did exactly what he was supposed to do on this mF

Great now make a 3 hour version.

amazing

Verse 1] If my man was fightin' some unholy war I would be behind him Straight shook up beside him with strength He didn't know, it's you I'm fightin' for He can't lose with me in tow (With me in tow) I refuse to let him go (To let him go) At his side and drunk on pride We wait for the blow [Verse 2] We put it in writin', but who you writin' for? Just us on kitchen floor Justice done, recitin', my stomach standin' still Like you're readin' my will He still stands in spite of what his scars say (Scars say) And I'll battle 'til this bitter finale (Bitter finale) Just me, my dignity And this guitar case, woah, woah [Outro] Yes, yes, my man's fightin' some unholy war And I will stand beside you But who you dyin' for? B, I would have died, too, I'd like to If my man was fightin' some unholy war Yeah, if my man was fightin'

They say I just got a buck (ay) Get into it, yuh Pop out with a truck (ha) Get into it, yuh (yeah) If you go to church I said, get into it, yuh And if she ain't got a butt (yeah) Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh (yeah, ah, ah) And I say I just got a buck Get into it, yuh Pop out with a truck Get into it, yuh If you go to church Get into it, yuh If she ain't got a butt Fuck it, get into it, yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, you just wanna party You just want a lap dance You just wanna pop up on these clowns like you're the Batman You just wanna ball out in designer with your best friends You don't wanna talk no more about it in the past tense Get me out my zone, I'm just talking comfort, shawty I ain't give you nothing you could come for, shawty I got plenty things you make a run for, shawty Call him Ed Sheeran, he in love with my body They say I just got a buck (ay) Get into it, yuh Pop out with a truck (ha) Get into it, yuh (yeah) If you go to church I said, get into it, yuh And if she ain't got a butt (yeah) Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh (yeah, ah, ah) And I say I just got a buck Get into it, yuh Pop out with a truck Get into it, yuh If you go to church Get into it, yuh If she ain't got a butt Fuck it, get into it, yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Y'all need to get into the drip like a piranha Y'all need to get into my drip like y'all need water I mean, it's only head to toe, Balenciaga I mean, y'all bitches better "yuh" like Ariana If they ever tryna knock her, put my foot up in your caca Call your mama and your papa Like I'm finna take your daughter Turn that bitch into a soccer ball and rocka, rocka, rocka (brrr) Get into it like a suit And fuck a stock up like a broker They say I just got a buck (yeah) Get into it, yuh (ay) Pop out with a truck (ha) Get into it, yuh (pop out, pop out, pop, ay) If you go to church I said, get into it, yuh And if she ain't got a butt Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh (ah) And I say I just got a buck (ay) Get into it, yuh Pop out with a truck (what?) Get into it, yuh (yeah) If you go to church (if you got church) Get into it, yuh If she ain't got a butt Fuck it, get into it, yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

thank you for making an instrumental of this song, I’ve been trying to figure out the guitar for this and I haven’t found too many resources

Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart Baby, bang it up inside I'm not wearing my usual lipstick I thought maybe we would kiss tonight Baby will you kiss me already and Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart? Baby, bang it up inside Baby, though I've closed my eyes I know who you pretend I am I know who you pretend I am Do mi ti Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti Why not me? Why not me?

2:00 YALL WERE NOT LYING IM IN HEAVEN

Yeah, you know what it is, it's Hot 97 My name is Peter Rosenberg, and, uh We're gonna get to some new music right now This is a record called "Desperado" Okay, by my girl, Azealia Banks Man, I've been waiting for Azealia Banks Waiting for Azealia Banks Waiting for Azealia Banks (Desperado!) Up's and Up, Seductive Pup Flux - Did a dip, pack up then strut Up's nigga, w-what's up nigga? With that buck, can I get that rrr-rompin' uh?! Mutt's in Tux, Deluxe and such I be in the mirror looking Luxe N Plush Luxe N Such, Seductive Strut I be aquafizzy or that Passion Punch Or the Fashions Munch, but the fabric's lush You don't get the access, none! Spun him on my axis - sun Hit him with the hazard hun Denim and a satin rump Blend it with the carrot blush Plus I got the cash and the bass have ya spazzin' some Come get ya limps in bum! Dinner with the Princess one, printed in expensive funds Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! I be pretty, prissy, plenty plush and stuff You be piggy-pissy, penny-crushed and crunched! Crust and dust! Slumped and jumped! Queen scissor-cut suit, other's not trump Giddy up this buck, titty tuck no such! I be freaky frizzy in the front and uh You be very sleazy lady-lump hip-strut! Betty-bump this bun, parrrump-pun-dun Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! Desperado! Ayo! Desperado! Desperado! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! That's how I do my thing! Desperado! Ayo! Hit 'em with the acid tongue Denim and a python pump, bet he hunt this hun Here the huntress come Get amongst this one - if the freaky function fun I could be the perfect one! Splurging on the purchase, -yum! Merging on the purpose - won! When the verse is spun, I'm a Hertz this Can't-can't rehearse this, none!

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great, great, just fantastic instumental!!!!

❤❤❤

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It’s summer 2021 and Spotify just suggested you this song

My castle crumbled overnight I brought a knife to a gunfight They took the crown, but it's alright All the liars are calling me one Nobody's heard from me for months I'm doing better than I ever was 'Cause my baby's fit like a daydream Walkin' with his head down, I'm the one he's walkin' to So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole scene, loves me like I'm brand new So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to All my flowers grew back as thorns Windows boarded up after the storm He built a fire just to keep me warm All the drama queens taking swings All the jokers dressin' up as kings They fade to nothin' when I look at him And I know I make the same mistakes every time Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right I did one thing right I'm laughin' with my lover, makin' forts under covers Trust him like a brother, yeah, you know I did one thing right Starry eyes sparkin' up my darkest night My baby's fit like a daydream Walkin' with his head down, I'm the one he's walkin' to So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole scene, loves me like I'm brand new (Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it) So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to I want to wear his initial On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck Not because he owns me But 'cause he really knows me Which is more than they can say, I I recall late November Holdin' my breath, slowly I said "You don't need to save me But would you run away with me?" Yes (would you run away?) My baby's fit like a daydream Walkin' with his head down, I'm the one he's walkin' to (Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it) So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole scene, loves me like I'm brand new (Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it) So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to Call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want To

Double D Big full breasts on my baby (Yo we going to Florida) Triple weight Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl And I just wanna know Why you ain't been going to work Boss ain't working you like this He can't take care of you like this Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace (There he goes, one of God's own prototypes) Hand me my triple weight So I can weigh the work I got on your girl (Too weird to live, too rare to die) No I don't really wish I don't wish the titties would show Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught? Lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost She's at a stove (Who) Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope (Cooking dope) I promise she'll be whipping meals up for a family of her own some day Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong) No, nothing wrong (Ain't nothing wrong) with a lie (Ooh) Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong) With another short plane ride (Ain't nothing wrong) Through the sky (Up in the sky) You and I (Just you and I) Lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost Love lost, lost? Love, love Love lost, lost? Love, love Love lost, love love, love lost Faith is the substance Manos arriba! Then the other channel on the

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Brilliant, beautiful performance of your so-great song, Angel! Thank you!

Son of a monster Gimme your gun sir.

La mejor, me hace levitar que obra de arte este tema

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THE INSTRUMENTAL MAKES ME FEEL THINKKSS BROOO

YESS

wow

This is perfect

Verse 1] Double D, big full breasts on my baby (Yo, we goin' to Florida) Triple weight Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl And I just wanna know Why you ain't been going to work? Boss ain't workin' you like this He can't take care of you like this [Chorus] Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost [Verse 2] Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace (There he goes, one of God's own prototypes) Hand me my triple weight So I can weigh the work I got on you, girl (Too weird to live and too rare to die) No, I don't really wish I don't wish the titties would show No, have I ever, have I ever let you get caught? (Oh) [Chorus] Lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost [Bridge] She's at a stove (Who?) Can't believe I got her out here cookin' dope (Cookin' dope) I promise she'll be whippin' meals up for a family of her own some day Nothin' wrong (Nothin' wrong) No, nothin' wrong (Ain't nothin' wrong) With a lie (Ooh) Nothin' wrong with another short plane ride (Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' wrong) Through the sky (Up in the sky) You and I (Just you and I) [Chorus] Lost (Ooh), lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost (Ooh) Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost (Ooh) [Outro] Love lost, lost Lo-, lo-, love lost Lo-, lo-, love lost Lo-, lo-, love lost Faith is the substance- ¡Manos arriba!- Then the other channel on the-

4 de la mañana Y Andrea Saliendo de La Perla Muchos la critican sin conocerla Calle como un Civic Inteligente como un Tesla Soñando con alguien que pueda comprenderla Y no quiera cambiarla, solo quererla Ey, solo quererla De la IUPI pa' la Inter, de la Inter pa' Sagrado Equivocándose de amores en lo que llega el indicado Quiere quedarse en PR, no irse pa' ningún estado, pero Todo se ha complicado Como si ser mujer fuera un pecado La demonia ha despertado Ey, una guerrera Juana de arco, temperamental, Niurka Marco' A la buena, beso y abrazo A la mala, botellazo, sin soltar el vaso Le gustaba el basket, leer Tú y hacerse lazo' Pero de esa niña solo quedan pedazo' Se ha buscado un par de caso' Por no aguantarle chiste' a ningún payaso, ey Mírala cómo camina Lo que le falta e' la tarima Cansada de esperar propina y de lo que su familia opina Pa' colmo ahora, el gobierno la llama "Asesina" Una diva campesina Chico, quédate en tu esquina, ey Y no pida' rosas si no aguanta' espina', no No quiero que nadie me diga lo que yo tengo que hacer Se ponen a hablar y conmigo verán, no van a joder Que digan lo que sea Yo subo y bajo como la marea Se tratan de montar y tambalean Quiero alguien que se atreva, que se atreva y me entienda a mí Una loca que no quiere un loco Quiere vino tinto y sushi de Yoko Días de playita, helado de coco Se merece tanto y recibe tan poco La mai reza por un doctor, ingeniero Y ella con bichotes y rapero' Mi prima dice que es un cuero Y lo que nadie sabe es que a su corazón le hace falta un suero Chinga cabrón, se comenta Y aunque la ve' jangueando toda la semana, no se ve contenta, no Lo malo siempre se sabe y lo bueno nunca se cuenta Joseando pa' la renta, llorando más de la cuenta No hay mujer sin herida' ni hombre que no mienta Ey, ella no quiere una flor, solo quiere que no la marchiten Que cuando compre pan, no le piten Que no le pregunten qué hizo ayer Y a un futuro lindo le inviten Que le den respeto y nunca se lo quiten Que le den respeto y nunca se lo q- Que-que le den respeto y nunca se lo quiten No, nunca se lo quiten Porque ella e' jefa, patrona Y aunque casi, casi por dentro se desmorona Se acicala y se ve cabrona Se acicala y se ve cabrona La vida va como Verstappen en Fórmula 1 Y Buddy Baker en Daytona, ey Andrea, sé tú y que se mame' un bicho las persona No quiero que nadie me diga lo que yo tengo que hacer Se ponen a hablar y conmigo verán, no van a joder Que digan lo que sea Yo subo y bajo como la marea Se tratan de montar y tambalean Quiero alguien que se atreva, que se atreva y me entienda a mí Hablan mierda y yo lo encuentro funny, funny Sigo mis sueño' y buscando ese money, que no hay money, que no hay money Y yo sigo buscando ese honey, ese honey pa' bailar Que digan lo que sea

It may not always be so And I say and if your lips Which I have loved should touch another's And your dear strong fingers clutch her heart As mine in time not far away If on another's face your sweet hair lay In such a silence as I know Or such great rising words, as uttering overmuch Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay If this should be, I say If this should be you of my heart Send me a little word That I may go unto her And take her hands saying Accept all happiness from me Then I shall turn my face And hear one bird sing terribly Afar in the lost lands

Look at how feathered his cocks are See how seamless his frocks are Look at his paper-beating over that rockstar Look at how long she walks and how far Was she lost? Or Maybe she was not for travelling in the stock car, anymore Maybe she spent her formative years Dealing with his contentious fears And endless jeers and her endless tears Or maybe she's got tired of watching him Sniff white off a starlet's breast Treating his wife like less than a guest Getting his girl to clean up his mess Never showing weakness unless it's award's season It's the season of the ward And she's trying to cut the cord She's tired of planting her knees on the cold, hard floor of facts Trying to act like the other girl acts And you strike me, I've been exact But you know that you never really go to the mat You tie everything all pretty in the second act When you know that it didn't go exactly like that You arrive and drive by, like a sauced up bat Like you know you should know but you don't know where it's at Like you know you should know but you don't know where it's at Like you know you should know but you don't know where it's at You arrive and drive by, like a sauced up bat Like you know you should know but you don't know where it's at You arrive and drive by, like a sauced up bat Like you know you should know but you don't know where it's at Like you know, you should know, but you don't know what you did Like you know, you should know what happened when I came to bed Like you know, you should know, but you don't know Like you know, you should know, but you don't know Like you know, you should know, but you don't know what you did Well, good morning, good morning You raped me in the same bed your daughter was born in Good morning, good morning Good morning, good morning (Like you know, you should know, but you don't know Like you know, you should know, but you don't know Like you know, you should know, but you don't know) You were so high You were so high You were so high

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Double D Big full breasts on my baby (Yo we going to Florida) Triple weight Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl And I just wanna know Why you ain't been going to work Boss ain't working you like this He can't take care of you like this Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace (There he goes, one of God's own prototypes) Hand me my triple weight So I can weigh the work I got on your girl (Too weird to live, too rare to die) No I don't really wish I don't wish the titties would show Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught? Lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost She's at a stove (Who) Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope (Cooking dope) I promise she'll be whipping meals up for a family of her own some day Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong) No, nothing wrong (Ain't nothing wrong) with a lie (Ooh) Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong) With another short plane ride (Ain't nothing wrong) Through the sky (Up in the sky) You and I (Just you and I) Lost, lost in the heat of it all Girl, you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost Love lost, lost? Love, love Love lost, lost? Love, love Love lost, love love, love lost Faith is the substance

❤ thanks SupeBhero 🦸🏻‍♂️

Silicone, saline, poison Inject me, baby, I'm a free bitch I'm a free bitch Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track She won't walk away, but she won't look back She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a mess She's a mess, she's a mess Now the girl is stressed She's a mess, she's a mess, she's a mess, she's a mess (tell 'em, girls) Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance in the dark (tell 'em, girls) Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark (saline) Run, run, her kiss is a vampire grin The moon lights her way while she's howling at him She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a tramp She's a tramp, she's a vamp, but she still does her dance She's a tramp, she's a vamp, but she still kills the dance (tell 'em, girls) Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance in the dark Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark In the dark She loves to dance in the dark In the dark She loves, she loves to dance in the dark Marilyn, Judy, Sylvia Tell 'em how you feel, girls Work your blonde (Jon) Benet Ramsey We'll haunt like Liberace Find your freedom in the music Find your Jesus, find your Kubrick You will never fall apart Diana, you're still in our hearts Never let you fall apart Together, we'll dance in the dark Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance in the dark Baby, in the dark Baby loves to dance in the dark 'Cause when he's looking, she falls apart Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark In the dark

Instrumental sounds so beautiful bro 🩶

what instrument is that echoey string thing

My God, I'm so lonely So I open the window To hear sounds of people To hear sounds of people Venus, planet of love Was destroyed by global warming Did its people want too much, too? Did its people want too much? And I don't want your pity I just want somebody near me Guess I'm a coward I just want to feel alright And I know no one will save me I just need someone to kiss Give me one good honest kiss And I'll be alright Nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Ooh, nobody, nobody, nobody I've been big and small And big and small And big and small again And still nobody wants me Still nobody wants me And I know no one will save me I'm just asking for a kiss Give me one good movie kiss And I'll be alright Nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Ooh, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, nobody (nobody) (Nobody, nobody) Nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, no

Ugggh Que fuego🎉

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I solo goku btw

Ah, auh Ella está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran Porque está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran, yeh Yo la vi desde afuera Tiene como a veinte en lista de espera Sale pa la calle y coje en la acera (-cera, -cera) El jevo peleando y esa no era Un bellaqueo clandestino Yo le meto como un submarino Loca con los cacos, pero que sean finos Chingo con el gato pero no se vino (no se, no se) Tranquila, que yo te resuelvo Me gusta pero no me envuelvo Dame, en serio, te lo devuelvo Eh, eh, eh Es una bichiyal Le gusta montarse en los banshee y chillar Se pasa picheando, pero la voy a pillar Ya son las diez y se empezó a maquillar Hoy se puso traje, hoy se va a guillar La otra mordida, no las deja brillar Una asesina, los mata con perreo No sé como todavía no salía en un video Ella está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran Porque está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran En la suya con n-o-t-a Y t-r-o-p-a, yo sé que se va No quiere anillo, ni s-o-g-a Casi soltera, no quiere estar amarrada En la suya con n-o-t-a Y t-r-o-p-a, yo sé que se va No quiere anillo, ni s-o-g-a Casi soltera, no quiere estar amarrada (jaja) Yo sé que lo que quiere es ser descifrada Seteada, bien-bien masterizada Terminar en la cama amarrada Como media vida, media asfixiada (auh) Y la piel erizada (auh), enviciada Junkie, sexy, mami desquiciada De mala la actitud (ajá) Bandolera, puedo captar su mood I'm like "tranqui, boo" I know you want it (uh uh) I know you want it Lo tú quieres es perreo y que aquellos no llamen (oh, oh) Está casi, casi Ella está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran Porque está casi, casi soltera Un corillo de bandoleras Quieren perreo la noche entera Sin cojones le tiene si se enteran, yeh Ajá Yo, Yaviah, ah El Gato, el Conejo, animales sueltos, oh

Es la mejorrrrrrrr

sounds like 80s background music of an animated cartoon series 🕯️

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