No Que No Eras Fan (part. La Santa Grifa)

No That You Were Not a Fan (feat. La Santa Grifa)

Wup, wup
Eyow, who? It's Davo with La Santa Grifa
Eirian Music

You want me to grab you by the hair and make you mine
I woke up standing, the same as every day
You know a couple of secrets that nobody knew
You're not a fan, and you know my biography

How barbaric, rub the lamp
I know you'll love it, baby, you're too hot
Uh la la, today I'm your gallant
Tell me what your plan is, if you want I'll give you another date

Do you miss me? Or maybe you're cheating on me with someone else
Sorry for always thinking about my nonsense
I don't want to be left hanging like Spider-Man
Because I only have friends who just give me sly looks

Talk to yourself, I'm not one who has free time
And I start to feel jealous of any guy who looks at you
I'm going to make a fuss about the first jerk who hits on you
Your ex was a jerk, I'll make your parents admire me

Honestly, baby, I doubt you'll forget me
Like Chupete in Rayados, like Gignac in Los Tigres
You have me drooling, doing everything you ask
I'm thinking about marriage and it turns out you don't even follow me (oh, oh)

Tell me, what's your plan or what will it be or how it will go
Because I don't want to fail so you don't get caught
Look, everything is cool here, but watch out for your mom
Always with a face like she doesn't want to see me here

So I steal it, you're Little Red Riding Hood, I'm your wolf
You say and I act, when you talk to me I get excited
Your princess look and mine like a madhouse
At the same time it's awesome not to say I'm your boyfriend

To see how many are after you and you say no
You bring many on a leash and it's not that you make me stupid
But when you're with me we always fly smoothly
And I also sing to you and I'm not Luis Miguel

I almost always guess when you want to see me
You react to my social media, sometimes you're Lucifer
It's just that when I talk to you it's to see if you're okay
But when you write to me I know you want to hook up

I know very well what you love, deep throat
That my mom is scared by my trick
Mother-in-law, I'm the one who sings
The one burning rubber in the car

I'm always in flip-flops
Throwing the anchor with all the gang
You're so good that you poison me
Dance my baby, follow the beat

What a beautiful mermaid, you'll be my dinner
You drain my blood, move it more
You heal my sorrows with those hips
I'll do it on the carpet and on the stairs

And what will happen if your parents find out
That you're not the quiet girl from home?
She likes it rough
To be pulled by the hair, she wants a thug, not a guy in a suit
She's no longer afraid to be with me on the trip
And she sticks the weed in her breasts when the cop asks me to get off

You want me to grab you by the hair and make you mine
I woke up standing, the same as every day
You know a couple of secrets that nobody knew
You're not a fan, and you know my biography

How barbaric, rub the lamp
I know you'll love it, baby, you're too hot
Uh la la, today I'm your gallant
Tell me what your plan is, if you want I'll give you another date

Oh, oeh, who? It's Reghoz, haha
It's damn Santa Grifa, La Santa Grifa, crazy (yeah)
It's Yusak, with Davo
Eirian Music