Bichote

She likes to see me as bad and handsome
I call her and I pick her up in the cars
An expensive gathering, she says how delicious
When I touch her and fill her with little kisses

Baby, tell your mom
That it's only you who excites me
Explain to her that now it's me
Who makes you undress at night

She says I'm her big shot
Her thug with emojis in the photos
Baby, more people live ahead
But after me, I swear there's no one else

The baby knows she's tough
And she looks for a warm-up from the one who touches her
She says I'm her big shot, her thug
The puppet that drives her crazy

She likes me to wear Jordan
I dress her up fly
We're thugs like Bonnie & Clyde
She doesn't back down, she hooked on the Gucci Slide
She saw the stars in the range and wanted a ride

She saw my combs and filled them
She looked at me and said to empty them
And so they don't betray, that I never trusted
The paid jobs that I never lent
And the rifle with a system to cool down
Put the emojis on so they don't see me

The feds are watching
She knows I'm in hot waters
But you like this delinquent
I'm a bandit, I killed Cupid, plo
She has only when she's lonely, she turns on
The web and records the content
But I'm the only one who has it exclusive, she knows

She says I'm her thug (her thug)
Who rides her in the BM glove color
She climbs on top of me with her back on the wheel
I don't get involved, it's become interesting to me

She says I'm her thug (her thug)
Who rides her in the BM glove color
She climbs on top of me with her back on the wheel
And teasing me in the ear

She says I'm her big shot
Her thug with emojis in the photos
Baby, more people live ahead
But after me, I swear there's no one else

The baby knows she's tough
And she looks for a warm-up from the one who touches her
She says I'm her big shot, her thug
The puppet that drives her crazy

Baby, get ready
Today we're going on the Can-Am for a ride
I want to be the one who invests in your body
Don't worry, all my crazy ones are alert
There are more than 70

Reasons to give you what you ask for
A diamond roller, another lifestyle
Fill your closet with Louis Vuitton
Buy you a big car
And a house with a pool included

So you can model in a swimsuit
We travel all year on a private jet
To not be with strangers
I'm enchanted by that booty, the size
It's natural, no deception (a button)
And the one who hurts you will fall

She says I'm her thug (her thug)
Who rides her in the BM glove color
She climbs on top of me with her back on the wheel
I don't get involved
It's become interesting to me

She likes to see me as bad
And handsome
I call her and I pick her up in the cars
An expensive gathering, she says how delicious
When I touch her and fill her with little kisses

Baby tell your mom
That it's you, only you who excites me
Explain to her that now it's me
Who makes you undress at night

She says I'm her big shot
Her thug with emojis in the photos
Baby more people live ahead
But after me, I swear there's no one else

The baby knows she's tough
And she looks for a warm-up from the one who touches her
She says I'm her big shot, her thug
The puppet that drives her crazy