Luxuria

The big devil, crazy to blow up that ass
So it floats from Percocet, I got a bottle
Take off that low-cut, I know you like bad boys
And your boyfriend runs, runs like a coyote

Lust, lust, lust
You love the lust, in bed you unleash fury
Lust, lust, lust
You love the lust, in bed you unleash fury

Crazy party girl
Wearing Guess, Gucci bag in tow
Cute but doesn’t mess with just anyone
But she won’t let me, she doesn’t let anyone
She calls me, 'cause in my eyes, the wickedness reflects

Let’s start the party
That’s why I always carry the forty
She fucks me like a fox
I’m vulgar, princess, I’m sorry

Let’s go, Bayriton
Let’s change the monotony for these fools
Tell me César, tell me Michael, tell me Jordan
Tell me Jean
You know we’re not at a hundred, we’re at a thousand
(Ey, ey)
Jere Klein

Here we’re all thieves, we steal the show
Dressed in Dolce, Fendi, and Ferragamo
We keep making cash, we don’t slow down
The Indian told me we’ll hit it big soon

I’m already ahead
I surpassed the fools who talk shit
Rolling with the twenty-three
Cruising in the Mercedes or the Porsche

I’m already ahead
I surpassed the fools who talk shit
Rolling with the twenty-three
Cruising in the Mercedes or the Porsche

We got money to spend
We’re living a GTA movie
If you want, I’ll buy you the mall
Bring a friend, we’re going out to have a good time

We got money to spend
We’re living a GTA movie
If you want, I’ll buy you the mall
Bring a friend, we’re going out to have a good time

Bayriton on the controls