Amigo de Que?
Charlie Zaa
Friend of What?
Don't keep saying that a friend of yours
And your own wife sent in your home
Confess coward, that was a beauty that you should have bought early
My girlfriend exaggerated how much she wanted an afternoon in the canoe I introduced her to
You felt on video seeing her so pretty how being poor I conquered her
From that moment on, coward back
Since you had money, you offered her more
Until convincing her: 'because you were rich and my boyfriend one day left me for you.'
After a while your wife insists with my own girlfriend you went to ravish me
And I kept cowardly, without money, nor girlfriend
While you were hugging, you went to this one
Don't forget that one day I was the one you imitated
The one who saw her in your own home
To humiliate me then I declare
The mere revenge that I would collect
Seeing your wife who was my girlfriend
I read in her eyes that you were not happy
Gold and your wealth were not enough, she desired me
Without understanding
I returned at night when you were not there
And indeed my plan failed
I took my revenge and I was surprised to see that your gold meant nothing
And now you can keep proclaiming that I was the friend who pressured you
Look for the ones you want, as it is time to collect from a salty friend I give
You are not my friend, friend of what?