Fenix

For the muses three, baby, who are for these two implants and an R-Spoil
I don't count on anyone, but I have someone who knows someone who's going to vaporize
The babies belong to them, but I get involved with them
It's just that to mess around like me they lack pure
I don't support them, but I come to them
It's because they see that I have

People to search, to the couples they have
And Cuba andri piabri, already like Feni
The baby searches, I'm not a Ken
And she gives to the rock like Trabajeni

People to search, to the couples they have
And Cuba andri piabri, already like Feni
The baby searches, I'm not a Ken
And she gives to the rock like Trabajeni

They are closer to being further away
I no longer see monsters, I am one of them
You tell me trill and you carry, beautiful
You have no reason, but there it is in that

In the war machines you were not in any
Point my number and we greet the moon
Daddy, daddy, blessing, a kiss
You all asked me from the cradle

A thousand thousand, that triqui, from there to the window
From 50 to kilo, for the barzana
From 50 to 100, that in two weeks
You are a little mosquito, you know, seen in flat

I'm the one with the flow, the one with the boys
I want a bulletin after the parties
Of crossing and ass, a dust of trimar and good meat

People to search, to the couples they have
And the Cuban drippin', shining like Feni
The baby searches, I'm not a Ken
And I give to the rock like a Trabajeni

People to search, to the couples they have
And the Cuban drippin', shining like Feni
The baby searches, I'm not a Ken
And I give to the rock like a Trabajeni

I don't have a Lambo, but I have a Jezco
And a Sequoia, and also a Merce
And a Viping, not for the airport
Because the boro you paid for, I want to lose it, you know?

Hey, who are you?
You don't get out of being in my mood
What are they going to say they have the neck frizzed
Oh, already, the boys and the club
There were two, none of you impress me
You impressed your aunts, your grandmothers, your cousins, you see?

Ouch! It hurts!
The carnaves say they have thrown under the chaos
This flow is not going to fall because they are already coming here
They have not yet sold, they have been rented, the trolls have changed
Bastard!
It was, the babies are theirs
And we let ourselves keep getting involved
And champion of the chorus again

People to search, to the couples they have
And the Cuban Drip already shines like Fendi
The babies search, I'm not a Ken
And I give to the rock like a Trabajeni

People to search, to the couples they have
And the Cuban Drip already shines like Fendi
The babies search, I'm not a Ken
And I give to the rock like a Trabajeni

Bastard!
It was M.V.I.R.I
The people you pick more than 99.9% of them
Yeka!
It was M.V.I.R.I
And we let ourselves keep getting involved, you see?
It was M. Towers, Phantom