Ganster
J Balvin
Gangster
Baby, baby, so good to see you
Just the two of us or is there more people?
Gangster, gangster, the girl thinks she's a gangster
She’s got the streets on fire and posted a story yesterday to let me know
That she’s dying to catch me
And that she couldn’t say goodbye that night
Baby, I’d love to flex
But I’m not gonna mess with ass like that
Why hide the truth, baby?
Our curiosity is killing us, can’t you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I’m wanting to give it to you and you didn’t even say goodbye
Come on, baby, baby, baby, come here, come here (she’s got the streets on fire)
Come on, baby, baby, baby, come here, come here
The girl’s got like fifty guys chasing her
But she doesn’t give it to any of them, just playing around
A big ass to grab onto, always loose
She’s never been tied down
Baby, hop on, that little face of yours
Tells me you came out with a vibe
She’s so hot that even girls are hitting on her
I wanna send you fire, and not just online
Come on, if you wanna get up
I wanna hear you moan
When I pull your hair
'Cause here, anything goes
That she’s dying to catch me
And that she couldn’t say goodbye that night
Baby, I’d love to flex
But I’m not gonna mess with ass like that
Why hide the truth, baby?
Our curiosity is killing us, can’t you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I’m wanting to give it to you and you didn’t even say goodbye
That she’s dying to catch me
And that she couldn’t say goodbye that night
Baby, I’d love to flex
But I’m not gonna mess with ass like that
Why hide the truth, baby?
Our curiosity is killing us, can’t you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I’m wanting to give it to you and you didn’t even say goodbye
Flirting, grinding, flirting, grinding
Flirting, grinding, flirting, grinding
Flirting, grinding, flirting, grinding
Flirting, grinding, flirting, grinding