Un Señor
Malandro
A Mister
Are you married, Leo?
Eh, not married, but, practically, at this point in the game I don't need to get married, no
And little by little, well, this was growing, and thank God, I remember
I always say that grandmothers and mothers say: You can't live on love
And I, thank God, can say that I live on love, right?
The post? I love you
I've been after you for a long time, you can't give any more
Really cool (yeah)
Redhead, brunette, or blonde, the same (same)
No, I don't prove it, it could be (aha)
Splinter, with gesture, just enough and it was
Mind you, I am this, but also
I am your cococho, your yolibell (muah)
If you'd just give me a pass for a little while (there)
Do you know how I can treat you to something delicious?
Bell pepper beak, onion beak
Honey, turn on the stove, bring the pot (hahaha)
And just like on the court I operate
I also untangle, comb and straighten your hair
I pamper you, I take care of you and I surrender to you
All the money, love, kill me if I'm no good to you (hahaha)
It gives me blood and it was
I can be bad but also (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Your stuffed animal
Sponsored on the street
Bandit, lazy, but for you (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
All sweet
It gives me blood and it was
I can be bad but also (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Your stuffed animal
Sponsored on the street
Bandit, lazy, but for you (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
All sweet
Serious, dry, somewhat sour (aha)
This is how they say I look in the lleca
Maybe yes, maybe it's that one (maybe)
But from the gate on, another story
With this murky caravan look
With some cumbias, my love, I'll paint your nails (all of them)
I'll help you choose clothes, baby
So you can go out with your friends, beautiful, all hot (muah)
And the capacity? They are capacity (hahaha)
It's just a swear word, come on, don't be stupid (come on)
I have the roll stuck on you
Photo for insta, give it, tag me (give it)
Imagine, the one they have as a gangster (pew, pew, pew)
He is the one who buys the mascara, the nail polish
This same one that makes noise in the lleca (aha)
So that you look pretty, pretty, I shape your eyebrows
It gives me blood and it was
I can be bad but also (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Your stuffed animal
Sponsored on the street
Bandit, lazy, but for you (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
All sweet
It gives me blood and it was
I can be bad but also (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Your stuffed animal
Sponsored on the street
Bandit, lazy, but for you (uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
All sweet
Ah, feel it, mommy
From the American thug to your bed
Dinn donuts is on the beat
Corner chantas cream