noches largas, faldas cortas
paopao
Long nights, short skirts
What's up with me, yeah
Is my song playing in the club, yeah
Have I already passed the million mark, yeah
Am I a badass, yeah
Long nights, short skirts
Gucci or Fendi, I don't care
New sneakers, account settled
We're on top, but I miss you
Long nights, short skirts
Gucci or Fendi, I don't care
New sneakers, account settled
We're on top, but I miss you
And now I spend my time popping pills in the BMW
I hit you up and you didn't respond, maybe you don't want me anymore?
Or do you want to but you're scared?
Because every time we come back, there's a lot of sex in the bathroom
Lots of sex, lots of damage
I light up, smoke, lots of smoke
I add you up, I don't back down
I consume more bottles
More bottles, I pay for them
So many stars, little shine
So many asses I get
And I swear it wasn't me
It's just not that simple anymore
What you and I had never flowed
Lots of sex in the bathroom
Lots of sex, lots of (hey)
Long nights, short skirts
Gucci or Fendi, I don't care
New sneakers, account settled
We're on top, but I miss you
Long nights, short skirts
Gucci or Fendi, I don't care
New sneakers, account settled
We're on top, but I miss you
What's up with me, yeah
Is my song playing in the club, yeah
Have I already passed the million mark? Damn, yeah
Am I a badass, yeah
