BLLQO

Baby, don't make me insist
To make you feel again
Calm down the desire
You have my mind sick

I think about your smile, but more about the flirting, -ing
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me
After so much flirting, -ing
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me

Ly-Ly-Ly-Ly

Ma', your body is delicious
And I want to eat that path
Imagine that your booty is the sea
And I'm going to sink the Titanic
If you're a sicko like me, why do you act like you're not?
Tell me whose idea it was to do it inside a plane
You're a nymphomaniac in my opinion
Because if it's not about sex, there's no conversation
You're a sicko like me, why do you act like you're not?
If the neighbors saw us fucking on the balcony (-con)
You're a nymphomaniac in my opinion
But don't come to deny it

After so much flirting, -ing
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me
After so much flirting, -ing
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me

Your body wants and mine carries
Time runs and life is short
You prefer me and I don't want another
How beautiful your hair looks on top of that big ass
You're a mess (oh)
Whoever falls in love with that is cursed
Eating you, I suffer from insomnia, dawned
Baby, grateful to see you naked and now to have you
Amen, yeah

Baby, don't make me insist (uh-uh)
To make you feel again (uh-uh)
Calm down the desire (uh-uh)
You have my mind sick

I think about your smile, but more about the flirting, -ing (uh-uh)
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me
After so much flirting, -ing
That we had in the back seat
On the party weekends, -ing
And now you come to deny me

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ly-Ly
Lyanno, baby
Turn it up
Freddy, Phantom
Chris King, yeah
Chris Wandell
You know the mamacitas belong to us, huh
Mamacita