Mente para mim (feat. Mr Prayze)
Don Altifridi
Mind for me (feat. Mr Prayze)
You're so Lit
Where was that show?
I called
I think you were on the flight
I'm so alone
And the longing tightened
The last time you called
The battery ran out
So do the following
When you can, call me
And the hustle is worth taking care of you
I love your voice
I just wanted to hear you
In a shitty boredom
That doesn't let me sleep
Today is a good day
For you to lie to me
When you can, come by
I've already prepared my gin
But I know you like a good wine
I play your high notes
And pretend to be deaf to the neighbors
No promises and no games
Because that's the work of destiny
Today is a good day
For you to lie to me
When you can, come by
I've already prepared my gin
But I know you like a good wine
I play your high notes
And pretend to be deaf to the neighbors
No promises and no games
Because that's the work of destiny
Here is stress-free
It's in the relax
Here is just puff puff
Then we forget
I want you now
I killed the 'if I knew'
The air is at its maximum
You arrive, the atmosphere heats up
Forget
Just see
How you move
You're so bold
And the curves obey you
It's not just Insta
Everything about you convinces me, bae
You're so sexy
At the same time nasty
Just come
Fast
We both set the mood
Even if it's 6 in the morning
Silhouette, I pull the curtain
You on top
It matches
Confirm, bae
We both set the mood
Even if it's 6 in the morning
Silhouette pulls the curtain
You on top
It matches
Confirm, bae
So do the following
When you can, call me
And the hustle is worth taking care of you
I love your voice
I just wanted to hear you
In a shitty boredom
That doesn't let me sleep
Today is a good day
For you to lie to me
When you can, come by
I've already prepared my gin
But I know you like a good wine
I play your high notes
And pretend to be deaf to the neighbors
No promises and no games
Because that's the work of destiny
Today is a good day
For you to lie to me
When you can, come by
I've already prepared my gin
But I know you like a good wine
I play your high notes
And pretend to be deaf to the neighbors
No promises and no games
Because that's the work of destiny