Waka Waka

Br
Marcianeke
(BigCvyu)
What do you know about style? If we are the style (ah)

I grab the joints and the shovel
Inhale with Young Pala
Dancing reggaeton
For the club

She's hot but in bed
Get naughty
I pull your hair
Like I pull the dry keta

Give me your shit and come over here
After giving it to you, we spend money
In bed, she kills me
While we smoke weed

She moves like Shakira
But to that booty
Like pac-man
I do Waka Waka

Give me your shit and come over here
After giving it to you, we spend money
In bed, she kills me
While we smoke weed

She moves like Shakira
But to that booty
Like pac-man
I do Waka Waka

She milks me when she takes off my boxers
And I take one out after giving her wata-wata
Oba wata bellaka, I leave her burning like a knee fire
For me, she even makes her dad

She's crazy because I don't have an uncle or aunt
We are the style and you are not
No matter how hard you try
We give you ratatan so you don't talk to me so much

So damn, I never give up
Baby, make it good while I'm smoking the joint
I repeat the catch to you, without asking she says yes
If you behave well, I'll do the liposuction

Give me your shit and come over here
After giving it to you, we spend money
In bed, she kills me
While we smoke weed

She moves like Shakira
But to that booty
Like pac-man
I do Waka Waka

This is for you to dance
Let's get high and do it until dawn
And then light a joint
If you're sad, I'll make you happy

Tell me if you get in the pose, I want the jeans to touch me
Don't act like you don't know, I'll give it to you after recording voices
I want you to enjoy with the venous I brought for you
Drink, smoke, and cough, I know

That you love ketamine
Don't act like a girl, my mom spoils me
But you suck me and climb on top
Join me as I go to the top and in bed she dominates me, I throw you the rhyme

I throw you the rhyme so that everyone dances on the corner
The neighbors and also the neighbors
In the cars that honk the horn
When I throw you the rhyme, when I throw you the rhyme

I throw you the rhyme so that everyone dances on the corner
The neighbors and also the neighbors
In the cars that honk the horn
When I throw you the rhyme, when I throw you the rhyme

Give me your shit and come over here
After giving it to you, we spend money
In bed, she kills me
While we smoke weed

She moves like Shakira
But to that booty
Like pac-man
I do Waka Waka

Give me your shit and come over here
After giving it to you, we spend money
In bed, she kills me
While we smoke weed

She moves like Shakira
But to that booty
Like pac-man
I do Waka Waka

Marcianeke
What do you know about style? We are the style
Prr
Young Vara'
BigCvyu, if I were you, I'd shut up, ha