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Sad Girl

Pablo Chill-E

Nena Sad

La nena es media sad pero conmigo anda contenta
Con esos jeans de cuero tus nalgas se ven tremendas
Después de hacerlo rico sus problemas me comenta
Y después de la venta los billetes me los cuenta

La nena es media sad pero conmigo esta de “pana”?
Con to’ ese jean de cuero tus nalgas se ven bacanas
Me cuida como amiga y me quiere como hermana
Después me hace el amor como si hubiera estado en cana

Ella es bien sana, juguito de manzana
Me compra cerveza, pero ella no escabia
Me tiran las grupis y ella no se enrrabia
Nahh
Me gustan tus labios
Te gusta mi labia
Dame un besito
De esos que embaban (mua)

Ese logi no te sirvió para na’
Yo te mojo como el río Paraná
Me gane a tu ma y ahora toca a tu papa
Y si no le gusta va a tener que aceptar

La nena es media sad pero conmigo anda contenta
Con esos jeans de cuero tus nalgas se ven tremendas
Después de hacerlo rico sus problemas me comenta
Y después de la venta los billetes me los cuenta

La nena es media sad pero conmigo esta de pana
Con to’ ese jean de cuero tus nalgas se ven bacanas
Me cuida como amiga y me quiere como hermana
Después me hace el amor como si hubiera estado en cana

Mi nena es media goth pero conmigo esta feliz
Su pintalabios negro, no le gusta el carmesí
Le digo ponme el culo y me dice que si
Le traigo una amiguita y se pone bi, sexual
Nada contigo nada conmigo esta mal
Aunque me tiren un par de giles la mental
Con tus caricias y tus delicias
Estoy bacan

La nena es media sad pero conmigo anda contenta
Con esos jeans de cuero tus nalgas se ven tremendas
Después de hacerlo rico sus problemas me comenta
Después de la venta los billetes me los cuenta

La nena es media sad pero conmigo esta de pana
Con to’ ese jean de cuero tus nalgas se ven bacanas
Me cuida como amiga y me quiere como hermana
Después me hace el amor como si hubiera estado en cana

Ese logi no te sirvió para na’
Yo te mojo como el río Paraná
Ya me gane a tu ma y ahora me toca a tu papa
Y si es que no le gusta va a tener que aceptar

Sad Girl

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's happy
In those leather jeans, your ass looks amazing
After making love, she tells me her problems
And after the sale, she counts the bills

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's cool
With all those leather jeans, your ass looks great
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister
Then she makes love to me as if she had been in jail

She's very healthy, apple juice
She buys me beer, but she doesn't drink
Groupies hit on me and she doesn't get mad
Nahh
I like your lips
You like my smooth talk
Give me a kiss
One that makes me dizzy (mua)

That jerk didn't do anything for you
I wet you like the Paraná River
I won over your mom and now it's your dad's turn
And if he doesn't like it, he'll have to accept it

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's happy
In those leather jeans, your ass looks amazing
After making love, she tells me her problems
And after the sale, she counts the bills

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's cool
With all those leather jeans, your ass looks great
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister
Then she makes love to me as if she had been in jail

My girl is kinda goth but with me she's happy
Her black lipstick, she doesn't like crimson
I tell her to put her ass on me and she says yes
I bring her a little friend and she gets bi, sexual
Nothing wrong with you, nothing wrong with me
Even if a couple of losers throw shade
With your caresses and your delights
I'm cool

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's happy
In those leather jeans, your ass looks amazing
After making love, she tells me her problems
After the sale, she counts the bills

The girl is kinda sad but with me she's cool
With all those leather jeans, your ass looks great
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister
Then she makes love to me as if she had been in jail

That jerk didn't do anything for you
I wet you like the Paraná River
I already won over your mom and now it's your dad's turn
And if he doesn't like it, he'll have to accept it

Escrita por: ORO600 / Pablo Chill-E