Air Force

'I want to fuck you with the airforce
Different poses and record you with your iPhone'
Ey Ey Ey
Jamby, Your Favo
Fuk Fake

I want to fuck you with the airforce, different poses and record you with your iPhone
If I go on a trip, you call me and we have phone sex
I like reggaeton girls, rockers, fashion

I want to fuck you with the airforce, different poses and record you with your iPhone
If I go on a trip, you call me and we have phone sex
I like reggaeton girls, rockers, fashion

Mami, how rich your body and your movement
I leave the studio and I arrive at your apartment, with you it's different, there are already
Involved feelings, I don't know if it's your lips, that voice or the accent
Making love to you while the smoke burns slowly
We give each other a touch on the bike so that the wind caresses you through RD
In Santiago, rolling in the monument
Thank you for making me feel all this that I feel

Mami, how rich you with me on the beaches of Miami
Take you to Gucci, Christian Dior and Versace, I serenade you
I hire the mariachis, baby you are my cat, with me you get excited
Your body with mine making love and breathing your scent
Whenever you want, give me a call, you calm my rages like
Hulk's woman, how beautiful we look together in underwear

Both of us all tattooed, squinty eyes, Colorado's bows
These airforce are other new ones that I hadn't
I take you out for ice cream
I have the pink dust to be a little traveled, lick your pussy with
Champagne, that face and that body mess with my mind
Let's go in private, there are many piranhas around there
I love how you roll me up, baby, with the ganja blunts

I want to fuck you with the airforce, different poses and record you with your iPhone
If I go on a trip, you call me and we have phone sex
I like reggaeton girls, rockers, fashion

I want to fuck you with the airforce, different poses and record you with your iPhone
If I go on a trip, you call me and we have phone sex
I like reggaeton girls, rockers, fashion

Sometimes I feel like time is running out on me
That's why I sleep with the 9 under the pillow
To kill the nerves, a jar of jam
Without consuming Tusi, she's excited with me
Your eyes say it, I see you excited
Your eyes say you love me without saying anything
I stay up with you, I have an evening
My sneakers all stained from the spilled bottles

I want to fuck you with the airforce
Different poses and record you with your iPhone
Ey ey bby
Your Favo Baby, what's up?
Baby, I want to do it really well