HORÓSCOPO

full harmony

I couldn't fall in love
But you told me late (late)
Mommy, I don't control my heart
And with that ass of yours who doesn't want to be tied up (haha)

And if I can't stop looking at you, it's because for me you are art
Baby, he doesn't even have to leave you (oh, no)
I don't have to be the official
I can also be your lover

The x2 I always gave him weedo (ah!)
Even if I wasn't in Chile
If she gave me alcohol I would shoot her
Now you don't even want to turn the page
Let it fly in the background

A pattern shoot and it's not the baby's
I am a bandit and I am not used to falling in love (nah)
But I feel like even my chest is burning
If I'm thinking about you, I'm always acting different
Because even the barber finds it strange that I make an appointment on a Tuesday
Maybe he knows what is going to happen with my horoscope
I've looked for a cure and not even Frankie has an antidote.

Seeing each other again would be a bastard
And chingarno' for the last time I would classify it as an epic moment
They're smoking synthetic
Want to come smoke exotic
It's not for cyber bullying
I'm the one who applies the cosmetics
I have told you several times

If I don't stop looking at you
It's just that for me you are art
Baby, he doesn't even have to leave you (oh, no)
I don't have to be the official
I can also be your lover

Your lover, I can be your lover
If I lost it before, it was because I was ignorant.
All my friends say I'm a tormentor
I already read the DMs, why did you delete them?

What's done is done, what more can be done?
After all the nights that I gave you pleasure
She without water and salt, over time she left
I swear I suspected it

Calling her is not the same as seeing her coming, hey
I know well that you remember me
That's what I get for making her moan
I don't know if you are about me, but

I couldn't fall in love
And you told me late (late)
Mommy, I don't control my heart
And with that ass of yours who doesn't want to be tied (who?)
And if I don't stop looking at you

It's just that for me you are art
Baby, he doesn't even have to leave you (oh, no)
I don't have to be the official
I can also be your lover

(I couldn't fall in love)
(But you told me late)
(Mommy, I don't control my heart)
(And with that ass of yours who doesn't want to be tied up)