Los Mensajes Del Whatsapp

And as the sour old man says
Stay with the one who looks at you the most
That on your fucking cell phone, buddy
Wacha

My wife found me on my cell phone
WhatsApp messages
You already know that we'll see each other and that we'll go there
That we get high, we fill ourselves with pleasure
She wants me to leave you and I don't want to

I don't want to lose her, with both of them I am with mother
I told her that you know and that it matters to you mothers
That it is inevitable that he is a womanizer
But it pisses him off that I love you too

I caught the photos, also the videos
There's no way to deny it, I left Facebook open
I have no shame, but I am not happy
I was one of those, smoking and fucking
life living
I do not cry

Why do I smoke it alone? Better with you I roll it
You so fresh, I so cholo flying like the Apollo
In a sidereal trip, why is it wrong? Yes, totally
With both of them to the end, she has to weather

That I belong to both of them
That both have their position
Which, to be honest, I feel like I deserve them.

I already told you that ours is free, without conditions
That emotion won us
That the only explanation I can give you
You already know that my saber is implacable
I had to tell him the truth, that I saw that I liked you
For my dad's son

My wife found me on my cell phone
WhatsApp messages
You already know that we'll see each other and that we'll go there
That we get high, we fill ourselves with pleasure
She wants me to leave you and I don't want to

I don't want to lose her, with both of them I am with mother
I told her that you know and that it matters to you mothers
That it is inevitable that he is a womanizer
But it pisses him off that I love you too

I caught the photos, also the videos
There's no way to deny it, I left Facebook open
I have no shame, but I am not happy
I was one of those, smoking and fucking
life living
I do not cry

They twisted me for the phone before deleting everything
I don't even know how to accommodate him, now there's no way
Crooked like a bandit and, according to me, very cautious
And my old lady knows that I'm fucking with you
What motels have we gone to, how and when have we taken
And all the dirty things that I say in your ear

Why do I forget everything? It will be because of pacheco
I'm so crooked that they call me crooked
I'm so crooked that they call me crooked
I forget everything because I'm being pacheco

That's why I don't put a password on it, mom.
Because then I forget, that's what life is for
I don't know why you're offended
If it is also well twisted, wow!