Teta
Sara Hebe
Boob
He wants me to wear tight shorts
And a gun so no one messes with him
He wants to be a millionaire for real
And slap my boobs
He wants me to get married and engaged
And a .38 in case someone kidnaps him
He wants to walk hand in hand with me
So everyone knows
That he's the king of the party
(Boob, boob, no one messes with him
Boob, boob, slapping my
In shorts, in shorts
No one, no one
Boob, boob, no one, no one messes with him)
I have a hot milf, we spend all day smoking shit
During the day at the beach, at night Airbnb
He likes it when I treat him like that
I think poorly of him and he thinks poorly of me
He's always in black, focused on not dying
Drugged and paranoid, everyone here is an enemy
He's very stressed, poor baby
But at night he always says yes to me
He says he's going to come find me
Even if we're far apart, he'll find me
That he'll have money and he'll pay me
Everything he owes me and a little more
Chains, bracelets, diamonds, and a car
A big group to show off
We're the cutest in the whole place
Anyone who looks will fall in love
If we had kids, they'd be a blast
The eyes and the hair, what a great mom
But there's no way he'll get me pregnant
He doesn't have a penny, a thug
He wants me to wear tight shorts
And a gun so no one messes with him
He wants to be a millionaire for real
And slap my boobs
He wants me to get married and engaged
And a .38 in case someone kidnaps him
He wants to walk hand in hand with me
So everyone knows
That he's the king of the party
(Boob, boob, no one messes with him
Boob, boob, no one, no one
In shorts, in shorts
No one, no one
Boob, boob)
He wants me to wear tight shorts
And a gun so no one messes with him
He wants to be a millionaire for real
He wants, he wants, he wants to slap my boobs
He wants me to wear tight shorts
And a gun so no one messes with him
He wants to be a millionaire for real
He wants, he wants, he wants to slap my boobs
