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No meu bolso não vai caber essas notas
De prata até ouro rosé, não ofusca
Deita e me assiste na TV do sofá
Na dm diz que quer me ver, mas não dá
Mas não me tira da sua lista, amanhã ela liga
De manhã quer me dar
Pra mãe, ela é santa e não de provocar
Na manha, ela sobe em cima e quer galopar
No quarto, no studio, na sala de estar
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose (lose)
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose (lose)
Só deixa aumеnta esse fluxo
Dois frames, dois puxos
Mе movi como ninguém, fui caminhando até o luxo
Entre rain, money, sobe honey, uns cartucho
Vem pra me conduzir, parece fantasy
I need your company
Oh, na, oh, yeah
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose (lose)
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose (lose)
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose (lose)
E-essa mina ferve, yeah, escuta meu racks, yeah
Pede mais, ela desce, yeah, faz, acontece
Não precisa atender esse cara, não vai dar nada, ele é só mais um louco
Mais que emocionada, na sacada pede pra eu botar tudo
Se apoia no salto da zara, mó safada, amo teu blowjob, uh
Se eu te ligo, hoje eu tô pelas área, se prepara, hoje eu vou filmar tudo
Po-pode vim nessa wave, sei que eu te cativei
'Cês já são mais de três, pegação, puxa o vape
O que ela tem, eu não sei, sensação, red label
Pedi-pediu dentro, eu joguei, e-ela vai querer de novo, disso eu sei
Essa é a nova after party (after party)
Toma esse whisky, huh, por favor, não pare (e fé)
No meu bolso não vai caber essas notas
De prata até ouro rosé, não ofusca
Deita e me assiste na TV do sofá
Na dm diz que quer me ver, mas não dá
Mas não me tira da sua lista, amanhã ela liga
De manhã quer me dar
Pra mãe, ela é santa e não de provocar
Na manha, ela sobe em cima e quer galopar
No quarto, no studio, na sala de estar
Don't tell 'em, don't lo-lose
Não pare, oh no, hoe
Essa é a nova (yeah, yeah)
Pockets
My pocket won't fit these bills
From silver to rose gold, it doesn't dim
Lie down and watch me on the sofa's TV
In the DM says she wants to see me, but can't
But she doesn't take me off her list, tomorrow she calls
In the morning she wants to give me
For mom, she's a saint and not to provoke
In the morning, she gets on top and wants to gallop
In the bedroom, in the studio, in the living room
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
Just let this flow increase
Two frames, two pulls
I moved like no one else, walked to luxury
Between rain, money, honey rises, some cartridges
Come to lead me, seems like fantasy
I need your company
Oh, na, oh, yeah
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
And this girl is hot, yeah, listen to my racks, yeah
Asks for more, she goes down, yeah, makes it happen
No need to answer that guy, nothing will happen, he's just another crazy
More than excited, on the balcony asks me to put everything
Leans on Zara's heel, so naughty, love your blowjob, uh
If I call you, today I'm in the area, get ready, today I'll film everything
Ca-can come on this wave, I know I captivated you
You're already more than three, hooking up, pull the vape
What she has, I don't know, feeling, red label
Asked-asked inside, I threw, she'll want it again, I know that
This is the new after party (after party)
Take this whiskey, huh, please don't stop (and faith)
My pocket won't fit these bills
From silver to rose gold, it doesn't dim
Lie down and watch me on the sofa's TV
In the DM says she wants to see me, but can't
But she doesn't take me off her list, tomorrow she calls
In the morning she wants to give me
For mom, she's a saint and not to provoke
In the morning, she gets on top and wants to gallop
In the bedroom, in the studio, in the living room
Don't tell 'em, don't lose
Don't stop, oh no, hoe
This is the new (yeah, yeah)
Escrita por: DaLua / Yunk Vino