Messirve Mix 5 (feat. Ke Personajes)

Oh!
We send, we send cumbia dog
This is La T and the M
And Ke Personajes, listen

You're not a saint
Nor am I a saint
We met sinning
Now you're looking for me
Because you want more from me

And I give it to you
You come and I go
I told you this was for playing
That you couldn't fall in love

And now you want to change me
Knowing how I am
You know what I give
Don't pretend you're the same
Don't act like a saint
You love the perreo

And now you want to change me
Knowing how I am
You know what I give
Don't pretend you're the same
Don't act like a saint
You love the perreo

I'm in love with the way you stick to me
And move
Keep dancing
Get closer little by little and kiss me, to me
In case I don't see you tomorrow, again
I'm in love with the way
You stick to me
And move

I'm in love with the way you stick to me
And move
Keep dancing
Get closer little by little and kiss me, to me
In case I don't see you tomorrow, again
I'm in love with the way
You stick to me
And move

And it shows, and it shows
That she's not wearing panties, it shows
And it shows, and it shows
That she's not wearing panties, it shows

Welcome to the party
A lot of thug life, a lot of weed
So much fronting and you took it off
You took it off, you really saved yourself

Welcome to the party
A lot of thug life, a lot of weed
So much fronting and you took it off
You took it off, you really saved yourself

Mami just write
And get pretty for me
I'll come pick you up where you live
Mami just write
You live in Medallo
And get pretty for me
I'll come pick you up where you live
So you never forget me

And if I come to get you
And we smoke something there at the viewpoint
I'll pick you up in the mecha
To give it to you hard, but baby without love

And if I come to get you
And we smoke something there at the viewpoint
I'll pick you up in the mecha
To give it to you good, but baby without love

She has a Dom Peri to hypnotize me
I got drunk again
But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean myself of everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean myself of everything for her

She's a fan of the sensual
She has a picture of me
And I can already imagine her
What she does when she's alone

But I won't ask her
Hearing her voice when she gets excited
By the way she breathes
I can imagine what you're doing
If I talk dirty, she gets restless
She runs her hand all over my body
When I tell her everything I would do to her
I can imagine everything she's doing
And that's just a picture of me
What will happen when we meet
Surely she'll lose it

We send cumbia dog