Low Waist
Low waist
Low waist
Low waist
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Low waist
Low waist
Low waist
(Low waist, low waist)
Ella no tiene que hacer nada
Solo basta con que exista
Sin la cara maquillada
Y pantalón a la cinturita
Low waist, low waist
Y cuello de tortuga
Low waist, low waist
Se siente insegura
Es tan guapa que no se le acerca nadie
Y eso la hace sentir mal
Es tan tímida que no saluda a nadie
Y eso la pone tan mal
Es más alcanzable de lo que aparenta
Solamente que la gente no seda ni cuenta, ah
La voltean a ver y se pone contenta
En el Instagram todos, pero en la vida real no le comentan
Cuando la vi pensé: No tengo chance
Luego lo analicé y dejé que pase el trance
(Sí, jeje)
Yo quisiese, si se pudiese
Ubiqué que no venía con nadie
Que nadie le estaba hablando
Me apliqué con todo y pena
Me acerqué mientras ella estaba bailando
Juego de sonrisas, juego de miradas
Te busqué toda mi vida
¿Dónde chingados estabas?
Juego de caricias, juego de arrimadas
Y le puse mi saliva donde dan las cachetadas
Su mano con dulzura
A mi cara la trajo
Mi mano en su cintura
Su pantalón abajo
Low waist, low waist
Y cuello de tortuga
Low waist, low waist
Se siente insegura
Va, química fuerte, conexión palpable
Cuerpos entrelazados en un baile inolvidable
Su mano haciendo de las suyas mientras me malluga
Mis manos, su collar, ahora su cuello de tortuga
La humedad delataba que yo le gustaba
Aparte ella jadeaba, temblaba y pupila dilatada
Los que nos veían
Nocreían que fuéramos tan tímidos
Ahora la sientes desbordando el libido
Estábamos dando un espectáculo
Mis manos parecían su ventrílocuo
Una piedra toda dura era su culo
Y una vara toda tiesa, estaba duro
Debería de ser delito que se ponga ese pantalón
Se le asoman los huesitos y desborda toda la pasión
Yo pensaba que no iba a llegar a nada
Una musa como aquella debe estar tan cotizada, ah
Luego dije: Pablo, wey, no pierdes nada
Lo peor que puede pasar es que te mande a la chingada, wey
De esas veces que juras que estás soñando, ah
No puede ser real todo lo que está pasando
Y es que a veces Cupido juega en tu bando
Se aprovecha a tu favor lo que el destino está tirándote
Nunca sabes lo que puede pasar si das el salto
Siempre sabes que no pasa nada si tú no lo das
Nunca sabes lo que ella por dentro está pensando
Yo lo averigüé apretando mi seguridad
Fue más alcanzable de lo que aparentaba
Y de tan guapa, la gente casi ni la miraba, eh
(Low waist)
Si la voltean a ver ella es la más contenta
En el Instagram todos
Pero en la vida real no le comentan
Low waist, low waist
Y cuello de tortuga
Low waist, low waist
Se siente insegura
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low Waist
Low waist
Low waist
Low waist
(Low waist, low waist)
Low waist
Low waist
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She doesn’t have to do a thing
Just her being there is enough
Without a made-up face
And pants hugging her waist
Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure
She’s so pretty that no one approaches her
And that makes her feel bad
She’s so shy that she doesn’t greet anyone
And that really gets to her
She’s more approachable than she seems
It’s just that people don’t even notice, ah
They look at her and she gets happy
On Instagram everyone does, but in real life, no one comments
When I saw her I thought: I have no chance
Then I thought it over and let the moment pass
(Yeah, haha)
I wish I could, if only I could
I noticed she wasn’t with anyone
That no one was talking to her
I pushed through all my shyness
I approached while she was dancing
A game of smiles, a game of glances
I searched for you all my life
Where the hell were you?
A game of touches, a game of closeness
And I left my mark where the slaps land
Her hand gently
Came to my face
My hand on her waist
Her pants down
Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure
Yeah, strong chemistry, a palpable connection
Bodies intertwined in an unforgettable dance
Her hand doing its thing while it messes me up
My hands, her necklace, now her turtle neck
The moisture gave away that she liked me
Plus, she was panting, trembling, and her pupils dilated
Those watching us
Couldn’t believe we were so shy
Now you can feel her overflowing with desire
We were putting on a show
My hands seemed like her ventriloquist
Her ass was like a rock, all hard
And a stick was all stiff, it was hard
It should be a crime for her to wear those pants
You can see her bones and she overflows with passion
I thought I wouldn’t get anywhere
A muse like that must be so sought after, ah
Then I said: Pablo, dude, you’ve got nothing to lose
The worst that can happen is she tells you to fuck off, dude
Those times you swear you’re dreaming, ah
It can’t be real, all that’s happening
And sometimes Cupid plays on your side
Takes advantage of what fate is throwing your way
You never know what can happen if you take the leap
You always know nothing happens if you don’t
You never know what she’s thinking inside
I found out by tightening my confidence
She was more approachable than she seemed
And being so pretty, people barely looked at her, eh
(Low waist)
If they look at her again, she’s the happiest
On Instagram everyone does
But in real life, no one comments
Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist