WYA (VERSION 37 SOLO)
Treintisiete
WYA (VERSION 37 SOLO)
Where are you at?, where are you?
Fuck me like I'm going to die tomorrow
I'm here for you, not just anyone else
All the days I would have you on top of me if
You are not just anyone
And I eat it whenever I want
These pancho' pending the opportunity
Blind for that ass ma' how delicious it is
Where are you at?, where are you?
Fuck me like I'm going to die tomorrow
I'm here for you, not just anyone else
All the days I would have you on top of me if
You are not just anyone
And I eat it whenever I want
These pancho' pending the opportunity
Blind for that ass ma' how delicious it is
Sometimes I stay up thinking at dawn
After me who will be
And I don't speak English but where you at?
Tell me, where the hell are you?
You have me suffering from curiosity
Just with the palm I calmed the anxiety
I'm thinking about you, I want to look for you now
You have me down like a note from an alplax
I found a video of me giving you a blowjob
When I entered your chat I thought I was going to delete it
The leathers pull me after the party
That where I am I went to look for her
And I didn't want to but it was Molly
What Tivi gave me that made me fly
Although I am with God, the devil tempts me
And I know that the suffering is not going to stop
Where are you at?, where are you?
We fuck like I'm going to die tomorrow
I'm here for you, there's no other way
All the days I would have you on top of me if
You are not just anyone
And I eat it whenever I want
These pancho' pending the opportunity
Blind for that ass ma' how delicious it is