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Feid
What the hell
Baby, nobody knows what I feel
When we make love
Every night, I want to see you, mommy
I hadn't tasted that flavor, yeah
I feel like this is harmful, ma'
What the hell is wrong with me, ma'?
Without whiskey, I feel turned on
We fuck, but we are friends
How do I tell her that I want her to only fuck with me?
When I know almost all her moves
How do I tell her I like her if I don't want to stop seeing her?
I know she's a tease, but she gives me everything if she kisses me
It sounds
I roll one and she smokes it
She calls me cute, even though I'm not Maluma
You wear Nike and she only wears Puma
It's not a hold-up, but hands up, because she
She dances, dances, dances
As if things were going to end
You are real, they are China, China
Her little ass bounces and doesn't sing Guaynaa, yeah
Baby, nobody knows what I feel
When we make love
Every night, I want to see you, mommy
I hadn't tasted that flavor, yeah
