Millones Como Tu
Ninguna chava tiene dueño como dijo kase
Luego del show, cualquier hoe se desnuda por flow
Con el cuento de que nunca quieren nada
Con cara de apenada, pero puedo ver el diablo en su cara
Cruzamos miradas
Mientras cantaba vino acompañada
Pero ahora esta en mi camerino sentada y
No paro de imaginármela descalza
En mi sala desarreglada y con una camisa holgada
Sino hay molly no hay nervios se activa el don del verbo
Hoy puedo enamorarte mientras te hablo como un cerdo
No seré nada tuyo ni tampoco quiero serlo
Entrégate y mañana si te he visto no me acuerdo
Hoy no vine a conversar no te voy a mentir
Mi meta es darte duro hasta que hagas squirt
La vida aquí es muy corta y la tenemos que vivir
Existen demasiadas sensaciones por sentir
Y te ayudaré a probarlas
Hoy soy Indiana jones y me meteré
En tu selva para poder explorarla
Olvídate del karma
Que si no lo engañas tú
Seguro te engaña él, así que para que aguantar las ganas
Fumemos marihuana
Así no lo hayas hecho nunca
Obedece sin hacerme una pregunta
Amo tu cara de tonta
Pidiéndome que aumente la velocidad
Hasta que los tejidos se nos rompan
Y te llegue hasta las trompas
Maúlla como gata
Dale con frenesí mientras me llamas big papa
Te gustan los MC's, bueno, entonces rescata
La función no se acaba hasta que te tiemblen las patas
Flaca
Ya o'e solo quiero coger y ya
Tienes perico ¿o no?
Bueno si quieres fiesta me marcas
Si no eres tú sera otro, quiero coger
Me dice: Ya no hay amor, que no te quiero, boba
Ando vendiendo droga pa' completar pa' la boda
Golpeas, sobas, te vas para otra alcoba
Eres una bruja y yo soy la escoba
Olvida el puto viaje a Cuba, ya no vas a ir
Buscaré una bitch más buena y fina, que sepa vestir
Que al fin y al cabo cualquier mujer que use michael kors
Siempre va querer estar arriba de mi Porsche
Fumando cush, siente el rush
Ya solté el clutch, this is too much
De veras mami lo siento pero primero está el gang
Porque hay miles como tú buscando pito en Instagram
Ale, alemán, dame más bang bang
Ale, alemán, dame más rap trap
Y siempre que trato hablarte que quiero una buena niña
Tú hablando de loquera, pidiéndome otra línea
Maldita, me fascinas, lo dices y me excitas
Ya te pregunté pero quiero que lo repitas
Dime quién es tu papi, te gusta, mija
All my bad hoes, all my dolls
What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
En el callejón undercover
What they do? What they do?
All my bad hoes, all my dolls
What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
En el callejón undercover
What they do? What they do?
Eclipse, eclipse, eclipse
Eclipse
Let's fucking do this
Millions Like You
No girl belongs to anyone, like Kase said
After the show, any hoe strips down for the flow
With the story that they never want anything
With a shy face, but I can see the devil in her eyes
We exchanged glances
While she sang, she was with someone
But now she's sitting in my dressing room and
I can't stop imagining her barefoot
In my messy living room wearing a loose shirt
If there's no molly, there's no nerves, the gift of gab kicks in
Today I can make you fall for me while I talk like a pig
I won't be yours, and I don't want to be
Just give in, and if I see you tomorrow, I won't remember
I didn't come to chat, I'm not gonna lie
My goal is to hit it hard until you squirt
Life here is too short, and we gotta live it
There are too many sensations to feel
And I'll help you try them
Today I'm Indiana Jones, and I'm gonna dive
Into your jungle to explore it
Forget about karma
'Cause if you don't fool it
It'll surely fool you, so why hold back the urge
Let's smoke some weed
Even if you've never done it
Just obey without asking me a question
I love your dumb face
Asking me to speed it up
Until the fabric tears
And it reaches your fallopian tubes
Meow like a cat
Go for it with frenzy while you call me big papa
You like MC's, well then, rescue
The show doesn't end until your legs shake
Skinny
I just want to hook up, that's it
You got coke, or not?
Well, if you want a party, hit me up
If it’s not you, it’ll be someone else, I want to hook up
She says: There’s no love, I don’t want you, silly
I’m out here selling drugs to pay for the wedding
You hit, you rub, you go to another room
You’re a witch, and I’m the broom
Forget the damn trip to Cuba, you’re not going
I’ll find a hotter, classier bitch who knows how to dress
'Cause at the end of the day, any woman wearing Michael Kors
Will always want to be on top of my Porsche
Smoking cush, feel the rush
I just let go of the clutch, this is too much
Really, babe, I’m sorry, but the gang comes first
'Cause there are thousands like you looking for dick on Instagram
Ale, German, give me more bang bang
Ale, German, give me more rap trap
And every time I try to talk to you, wanting a good girl
You’re talking crazy, asking me for another line
Damn, you drive me wild, you say it and excite me
I already asked you, but I want you to repeat it
Tell me who your daddy is, you like it, girl
All my bad hoes, all my dolls
What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
In the alley undercover
What they do? What they do?
All my bad hoes, all my dolls
What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
In the alley undercover
What they do? What they do?
Eclipse, eclipse, eclipse
Eclipse
Let's fucking do this