Noche de Teteo
Y si te llama, déjalo que llame otra vez
Si vuelve y llama, no se gasta batería con un ex
(Dice one time)
El amor es muy lindo pa’ que llores por un feo
Que no te dañe tu noche de teteo (bótalo)
Si no cumple con su empleo
Que él no te manda ni que fueras un correo
Tú estás muy linda pa’ que llores por un feo
Que no te dañe tu noche de teteo (bótalo)
Si no cumple con su empleo
Dile que él no te manda ni que fueras un
Si él se descuida yo te robo, robo, robo, robo, robo, robo, ey
Si te tira’ yo te cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, ey
A las 6 yo te recojo
Los ceros me combinan con los ojos rojos
Quiero comerte, mami, no es antojo
Y si no tienes dónde dormir en mi cuarto te alojo
Y si te llama, déjalo que llame otra vez
Si vuelve y llama, no se gasta batería con un ex
Mami, ponte más culo si tú quieres
Baby, ponte más tetas si tú quieres
Una falda bien corta si tú quieres
Haz lo que quieres, cuando lo quieres
El amor es muy lindo pa’ que llores por un feo
Que no te dañe tu noche de teteo (bótalo)
Si no cumple con su empleo
Que él no te manda ni que fueras un correo
Tú estás muy linda pa’ que llores por un feo
Que no te dañe tu noche de teteo (bótalo)
Si no cumple con su empleo
Dile que él no te manda ni que fueras un
Si él se descuida yo te robo, robo, robo, robo, robo, robo, ey
Si te tira’ yo te cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, cojo, ey
A las 6 yo te recojo
Los ceros me combinan con los ojos rojos
Quiero comerte, mami, no es antojo
Y si no tienes dónde dormir en mi cuarto te alojo
Pa’ conseguir to’ lo que tú tienes, mami, tú te has jodi’o
Y cuando subas tu foto en Calvin que no se haga el dolido (yeah, yeah)
Pa’ dormir mal contigo, prefiere morirse frío
Pa’ saltarse cosas, prefiere salta’ al vacío
Déjala vivir que hasta su teclado tiene espacio
No le des hora de volver, tú no ere’ un casio
Bienvenidos al
Al bloke
Cerebro
Dímelo flow
Jhon el Diver
Rike Music
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
¿Qué pasa?
¿Qué pasa? (¿qué pasa?)
¿Qué es lo que le pasa? (pasa)
Que cuando se pone triste
El teteo se le pasa
Ahí ya va con su culote (ey)
Cuando sale hay un bobote
Ya no te quiere, papi, entiéndelo
Entiéndelo, entiéndelo (ey)
Ella misma dice préndelo
Pre-préndelo, pre-préndelo, pre-préndelo
Préndelo, préndelo, préndelo
Préndelo, préndelo, préndelo
Préndelo
Night of Partying
And if he calls you, let him call again
If he comes back and calls, don't waste battery on an ex
(He says one time)
Love is too beautiful for you to cry over an ugly
Don't let him ruin your night of partying (dump him)
If he doesn't fulfill his duty
Tell him he doesn't control you like you're a mail
You're too pretty to cry over an ugly
Don't let him ruin your night of partying (dump him)
If he doesn't fulfill his duty
Tell him he doesn't control you like you're a
If he slips up, I'll steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, hey
If he throws you, I'll catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, hey
At 6, I'll pick you up
The zeros match my red eyes
I want to eat you, baby, it's not a whim
And if you don't have a place to sleep, I'll host you in my room
And if he calls you, let him call again
If he comes back and calls, don't waste battery on an ex
Baby, get a bigger ass if you want
Baby, get bigger tits if you want
A very short skirt if you want
Do what you want, when you want
Love is too beautiful for you to cry over an ugly
Don't let him ruin your night of partying (dump him)
If he doesn't fulfill his duty
Tell him he doesn't control you like you're a mail
You're too pretty to cry over an ugly
Don't let him ruin your night of partying (dump him)
If he doesn't fulfill his duty
Tell him he doesn't control you like you're a
If he slips up, I'll steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, steal you, hey
If he throws you, I'll catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, hey
At 6, I'll pick you up
The zeros match my red eyes
I want to eat you, baby, it's not a whim
And if you don't have a place to sleep, I'll host you in my room
To get all that you have, baby, you've screwed yourself
And when you post your photo in Calvin, don't act hurt (yeah, yeah)
To sleep badly with you, he'd rather die cold
To skip things, he'd rather jump into the void
Let her live, even her keyboard has space
Don't give her a time to come back, you're not a Casio
Welcome to the
The block
Brain
Tell me flow
Jhon the Diver
Rike Music
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
What's up?
What's up? (what's up?)
What's wrong with him? (wrong)
That when he gets sad
The partying is over
There he goes with his big ass (hey)
When he leaves, there's a commotion
He doesn't want you anymore, daddy, understand
Understand, understand (hey)
She herself says turn it on
Turn-turn it on, turn-turn it on, turn-turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on