Morena Canela

You posted a pic so I could see
And honestly, girl, you look so damn fine
What’s the plan today?
I’ve got a wallet full of cash for you
I’ll deck you out in whatever brand you want
You’re a total knockout

You’re gonna love my scent
I smell like trouble, Creed, and some pricey weed
I can’t wait to see you, naked at the motel
Baby, Lucifer

You won’t be coming home tonight
I’m gonna steal you, and yeah, it’s a threat
Baby, tell me who gives you chills
Like last time, once again

And tell me who, little one
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Haha, uh

You posted a story for them to see
And whoever replies, knows they’re in for it
If I’m the good guy
Cinnamon babe with that smooth skin
You seduce, you trap, you’re the curse
Karma, damnation (hey)

You’re gonna love my scent
I smell like trouble, Creed, and some pricey weed
I can’t wait to see you, naked at the motel
Baby, Lucifer

You won’t be coming home tonight
I’m gonna steal you, and yeah, it’s a threat
Baby, tell me who gives you chills
Like last time, once again

(Baby, tell me who gives you chills)
(Like last time)