Ando Buscándote
Giuliano Yankees
I'm Looking for You
And I'm looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
To all that idiots that they throw at you, I stole it
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
Looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
I stole it from all that idiots that they throw at you
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
I face the baby and I have her upholstered
More than 100 million of us are talking here
And the bitches that peel pure high-end
And we don't lower the level so we talk tomorrow
But that's how God wanted it
Now we're up because I got off the floor
Andamo' papi chulo and you' are on Dicom
The miscreant acts crazy asking me for a photo and a kiss
Dolce on my feet, tell me what it is
Look at the twists and turns of life, now I'm stuck
Tell me what you want, I'll leave you in the X3
Let's turn on a couple of phillies, mommy, for stress
It's just that now I'm beautiful, focus on what's mine
Don't talk to me about it
Mommy, come over here and I'll cover your neck
Let your ex face the problem
It's because I smashed it in his face
And I'm looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
To all that idiots that they throw at you, I stole it
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
Looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
To all that idiots that they throw at you, I stole it
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
And I'm looking for you-you-you-you
On the cheeks, hitting you-te-te-te
That neck kissing you
And let's go to my house, I'm going to give you a hard time
I throw it, I whip it up
He likes my cut, I'm going up
The night calls me, also in the day
With me I wanted to be my bandia'
While he moves his ass I throw money at him
He knows that this cat is looking for a cat
Tell me, mommy, and my parents will like me
And if he hits you I'll hit you and I'll dance to you
With pure 'menore' for the street and that's when I go out
Leveling up now your sae
What I'm worth is expensive
Vestio' high-end everything car'
And if the 40 hits me in the car
That berraca mom speaks clearly to me
He speaks clearly to me
And I'm looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
To all that idiots that they throw at you, I stole it
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
Looking for you
On the ship with my cat and I snoring at her
To all that idiots that they throw at you, I stole it
At 2.40 very flat
And with the cordones' I front him
Brr, brr
Hey, Valdi in control
25.8
Hey, hey, Giuliano Yankees
Giuliano Yankees
The 'star' got together
Tell me, Lucky Brown
Tamo' with a bastard gille
Star Music
Where the stars record
And was
