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Dolor de Estómago (remix) (feat. Coco Jones)

Reneé Rapp

Tummy Hurts (remix) (feat. Coco Jones)

Maybe I should try religion
'Cause, Jesus, you're hard to rely on
I'd never find you in the kitchen
You couldn't even pay rent for three months

Oh, I heard you, I get it, you're broke
But oh, you always had money to smoke, though

Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her
But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies
And raise 'em up to be a couple of
Fucking monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like thеir daddy hurt me

Mm, baby, go open a bible
'Causе God knows that sin is a cycle
Lying to my face is your hobby
Boy, you fine as hell for a psycho

Why do we pay for the cost of their choice, oh-oh
Never 'cause that shit is them boys been boys

Now my tummy hurts (tummy hurts), he's in love with her (ah-oh)
But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies
And raise 'em up to be a couple of
Fucking monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually (rventually), 2043 (oh)
Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me

Mm, like their daddy hurt (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Like their daddy hurt (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Like their daddy hurt (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Like their daddy hurt (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)

Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her
But for what it's worth, he's her problem now, baby
And she'll stay with him
'Cause she made with him a couple monsters
Like their mother and their father
Yeah, eventually, 2043
Someone's gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me

Dolor de Estómago (remix) (feat. Coco Jones)

Tal vez debería probar la religión
Porque, Jesús, eres difícil de depender
Nunca te encontraría en la cocina
Ni siquiera pudiste pagar el alquiler por tres meses

Oh, te escuché, lo entiendo, estás quebrado
Pero oh, siempre tenías dinero para fumar, sin embargo

Ahora me duele el estómago, él está enamorado de ella
Pero por lo que vale, harían hermosos bebés
Y los criarían para ser un par de
Malditos monstruos, como su madre y su padre
Eventualmente, 2043
Alguien va a lastimar a su niñita como su papá me lastimó

Mm, cariño, ve y abre una biblia
Porque Dios sabe que el pecado es un ciclo
Mentirme en la cara es tu pasatiempo
Chico, estás buenísimo para ser un psicópata

¿Por qué pagamos por el costo de su elección, oh-oh
Nunca porque esa mierda es que los chicos serán chicos

Ahora me duele el estómago (duele el estómago), él está enamorado de ella (ah-oh)
Pero por lo que vale, harían hermosos bebés
Y los criarían para ser un par de
Malditos monstruos, como su madre y su padre
Eventualmente (eventualmente), 2043 (oh)
Alguien va a lastimar a su niñita como su papá me lastimó

Mm, como su papá me lastimó (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Como su papá me lastimó (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Como su papá me lastimó (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)
Como su papá me lastimó (me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e)

Ahora me duele el estómago, él está enamorado de ella
Pero por lo que vale, ahora es su problema, cariño
Y ella se quedará con él
Porque hizo con él un par de monstruos
Como su madre y su padre
Sí, eventualmente, 2043
Alguien va a lastimar a tu niñita como tú me lastimaste

Escrita por: Alexander Glantz / Brittany Marie Amaradio / Courtney Michaela Jones / Reneé Rapp