BUSCANDO
Falke 912
SEARCHING
Uh-uh, ah-ah
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
They're looking for me, babe, ah
They're looking for me and I don't know where I'm going
They're looking for me, babe, ah
They're looking for me and I don't know where I'm going
I'm spreading the wax, oh-oh, oh-oh
And I know very well how to mix it
They have to try to hit the bass
Like I hit it, like I hit it
And how she likes it, ah-ah
I know your girl likes it
I never answer her question
She imagines jumping on me, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Falke says how high he aims
He leaves the track lifeless
I keep changing the mic, ay-ay
Oh-oh
I have the Orange Skung that wants me to light up
So I can take off the blindfold for a while
And in the darkness, I can see
I'm looking for trap money and I have it close
Meanwhile, ready for the turn, ah-ah-ah-ah
They're looking for me, babe, uh
They're looking for me and I don't know where I'm going
They're looking for me, babe, ah
They're looking for me and I don't know where I'm going
How she swings, ah-ah-ah
That girl wants to kill me, ah
I didn't know she likes to smoke, ah
I gave her a little and she started tripping, yeah-yeah
That girl wants to kill me, yeah-eh-ah
I didn't know she likes to smoke and started tripping