Rompe Hogares

Shitty eyes, dry lips
That aesthetic
Yes, I want to eat you
He's got money
That's what I like
But I play humble
That's love

When are we gonna date?
You got me waiting
You don't want to commit
You're missing out
Pit pit pit, suck dick
You won't see my face
Step up your game
You heard me

You?, like me?
Yeah, make out with me
I don't want to fall in love with you
But I know how to divide
What do you mean I'm the other one?
I can't believe it
Shut your mouth

You say you have a girlfriend
What did I miss?
And you have a dog
What a joke
Enough, stop lying
You're happy with me
Get a divorce
No, no, no, it was bait

Oh no, it's over
A broken home
I didn't know you had a family
Now what have I done
I'm lost
I'm not a home wrecker
Don't shame me

An adventure is more fun when it smells like danger
That's what Romeo Santos said, and I believed him
This is not at all aesthetic
But I want to have my lover-era

When is the divorce happening?
Make it official with me
A broken home
Don't call me Teresa
Speaking of blessings
We have our child
It's a cat
Pass, pass, pass, pass the alimony

So long being the other one
I wanted to be aesthetic
And ended up feeling pathetic
If you leave me, I'll be a single mother
Think about our child

You say you're getting married
What did I miss?
I'm gonna sue you
You're going to jail
You screwed up, I told you
I'm gonna tell your girlfriend
My child will have their Whiskas

Pay the alimony
You have to comply
I'll keep the cat
I won't be the other one anymore
I'm not like Yailin
My job ends here
I broke a home
No, no, no, no, no, it was bait