Tercera Copa

Girl, sometimes you say no and then at night you text me
That your cravings are killing you, and I know where you live
So I can help you sort out the mess
So I can eat you up and sing to you live
And to be honest, it’s my pride that keeps me from texting you, but

I’m dying to know why you’re still with him
If you know he’s not cuter than me
He doesn’t do it like I do, oh
I’m dying to know why you’re still with him
If you know he’s not cuter than me (oh)
He doesn’t do it like I do, oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh
Come on, confess and then get on top
So we can do it right one time and another and another, baby (it’s El Pibe)
Oh-oh-oh (uh)
Confess and then get on top (get on top, get on top)
One time and another and another, baby

I (oh-oh-oh) would never put you in a tough spot
But if you want, I’ll put it inside (hard)
That dude’s a piece of trash, he’ll go up if I run into him
You’re like the third cup and I see that ass even in my soup
What’s up, girl? I follow you like I follow Boca
I’ll fulfill your fantasies but in exchange for that body
Don’t let your friend play the second fiddle
And if he asks, don’t answer him
I want to eat you after a ride in the Honda
You’re a reggaeton girl and he’s a fan of Topa
Come on, mommy, let’s spend the night
I’m gonna give you everything you deserve
And please don’t hide that wild side

I don’t know why you, girl, sometimes say no and then at night you text me
That your cravings are killing you, and I know where you live
So I can help you sort out the mess
So I can eat you up and sing to you live
And to be honest, it’s my pride that keeps me from texting you, but

I’m dying to know why you’re still with him
If you know he’s not cuter than me
He doesn’t do it like I do, oh-eh
I’m dying to know why you’re still with him
If you know he’s not cuter than me
He doesn’t do it like I do

Yeah
Oh, oh-oh (Uh-oh)
Yeah (Uh)
Yeah
Haha, Sael, baby
Argentina’s in the house, yo
El Pibe, out