Cinco Estrellas (feat. Jay Wheeler)
Chencho Corleone
Five Stars (feat. Jay Wheeler)
Luny Tunes
Wheeler, tell 'em
Wheeler, tell 'em
Jay Wheeler, tell 'em
I still can’t explain how I’m still craving you
I want you to stay with me all weekend long
So I can give it to you again, come on, I know you’ll like it
She always gives me five stars, girl
She leaves me on read
But when night falls, she calls me back
When I undress her
It feels like we’re at the beach, she ends up all wet
Let’s commit a little crime
Even if they see us, we’re doing it now
If it’s up to me, I’d do it again
I don’t check the clock, I let the hours pass (by chance—, by chance—)
By chance, if you feel warm and want some quality
Your sensuality is your—your quality, out of curiosity
The first time, that’s how we changed our friendship
And through intimacy and a couple of drinks, babe
And from then on, you’re like a boomerang
You don’t want to leave, but you go
You know there’s always a next time (What?)
I’m gonna drink and be halfway through a bottle (What?)
And think about that early morning when I made you look at the stars
I know you know me, you expect nothing from me (You expect)
You know that at any moment this will happen again
She leaves me on read
But when night falls, she calls me back
When I undress her
It feels like we’re at the beach, she ends up all wet
Let’s commit a little crime
Even if they see us, we’re doing it now
If it’s up to me, I’d do it again
I don’t check the clock, I let the hours pass
In every corner of the room, there’s your DNA
On the table, on the mattress, all over the wall
We left traces of what we did that can’t be seen
I’m not your boyfriend or your ex, I’m the one who gets it in
I know you’re hooked on me because you want it again
You know I found where your G-spot is
Your little eyes get smaller and it drives me crazy
I can’t get out of my mind how you get all wet
I still can’t explain how I’m still craving you
I want you to stay with me all weekend long
So I can give it to you again, come on, I know you’ll like it
She always gives me five stars, girl
She leaves me on read
When I undress her
Let’s commit a little crime
Jay Wheeler
Corleone
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh
If it’s up to me, I’d do it again