Por Ella
Nickoog CLK
For Her
Pe-pe-get close, wrapping myself in your curves
And dance for me, like only you know how to do it
I spend my time smoking and emptying bottles
Thinking of you dancing in that night
And I only ask you for a chance
And I'll leave behind my problems if I leave the damn street
And I walked through the damn street, lost and for the dough
But I know soon I'll be making dough
I miss the money, the zeros
It's tough to let you fly once again
Like a white dove, this slips from my hand
If I can't control everything, if I run the ball and the trap
And I didn't bring the ball, I know there are few like you
And even if you're colder than a seal's ass
I like you because you're addictive like coke
I spend my time smoking and emptying bottles (For you)
Thinking of you dancing in that night
And I only ask you for a chance
And I'll leave behind my problems if I leave the damn street (and now I-I-I)
I'm drunk and crazy, not lucid and messed up in the head
Drunk on pills, in the club, in the room
But making money is what matters, don't play dumb
If I gave you your pleasures, you got Gucci, Tommy, Prada
Louis Bouttin and that bikini too
I bought it with [?] and Victoria's Secret the bra
I used to see you, but I won't come back, I'm not your toy
If I look for trouble because of you at seventeen
To make love to you on a bed of bills, slap those cheeks
And so you don't walk, I'll pick you up in the Lamborghini
You're safe with me because I'm armored
And I'm Mickey and I'll take care of you like Minnie
I'll pull out the Mini for anything else, ooh ooh
And get close, dare, devour me
Because this is fearless