Varanda
Lil Fuub
Balcony
I'm on the balcony
Burning another tip
She is not prepared
But you're going to pretend you're ready
9AM I'll pick you up, don't act like a fool
(And if she wants to find me)
Man, I'm on the balcony
Burning another tip
(Don't let-)
I don't let the vibe drop
That's why I keep the wave
I'm very stylish, I'm the guy she dreams of
The owner of the party that made the bitch bite the pillowcase
(Uh yah)
You lost your posture
Please pull yourself together
She's in love with the kid, she wants to see me every week
Smoked all my sativa
She only thinks about marijuana
I give you a second chance, you can lie and say you love me
And since we're talking about love
I don't know anymore
After you encouraged me
Left behind
I lost all the weekends
(Cash, call)
I know the mind is insane
(And she ranges, ranges)
When you visit me
I know I'll speak
So many things that I won't even have time to show you
Fuck is what makes me addicted
The way you look
(Uh-yeah)
(Uh-yeah)
And I get lost in your curves
Hard to explain
(It's hard to explain)
Just let me know the time
That you will arrive
(Let me know)
In the meantime I'll be
Through the balcony
Burning another tip
I don't let the vibe drop
That's why I keep the wave
I'm very stylish, I'm the guy she dreams of
The owner of the party that made the bitch bite the pillowcase
(Wow yah)
You lost your posture
Please pull yourself together
She's in love with the kid, she wants to see me every week
Smoked all my sativa
She only thinks about marijuana
I give you a second chance, you can lie and say you love me
I wasn't even going to say it
About giving you a new Birkin
(Birkin)
Come girl
Let me watch you twerk
I set aside lots of flowers and love for her
Beat, breakin' ass to Dazz's beat
She is a model
In bed and don't reverse roles
If you have a problem in the neighborhood, call me
Always ready at the wrong times, my love
Knock knock the signal
It's already dawn and I'm walking on the street corners
If you're online you'll want to touch mine
It's no secret anymore that she became my pu- (uh)
Apple number 15 is in my pocket
I took my ego and threw it in the dungeon
Taking care of my grass
And never taking care of others
If you have a problem
It's not financial
I put so much money
To sleep with the pillow
At night I call Mama to remind myself that I am a warrior
It's a piece of cake
And the other only true
Man, I'm on the balcony
Burning another tip
(Don't let-)
I don't let the vibe drop
That's why I keep the wave
I'm very stylish, I'm the guy she dreams of
The owner of the party that made the bitch bite the pillowcase
(Uh yah)
Without losing your posture
Please pull yourself together
She's in love with the kid, she wants to see me every week
Smoked all my sativa
She only thinks about marijuana
I give you a second chance, you can lie and say you love me