Lyrics
Hasta el día de hoy
Yo te amé, no lo niego
You a little Libra, you already know
Money in my pocket and it's all for you
Cute little ten with an attitude
Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you
Body hot like crazy
She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy
Baby out in Long Beach
She be frontin' but she want me
I could treat you right, I could treat you right
Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line
Take you on a date, dinner on a roof
Baby, we could fuck in the photo booth
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I want a shorty with buchona vibes
You could tell me how you wanna ride
You could tell that I am about that life, what you like (yeah)
I know that I'm toxic, all my exes crazy (ah)
I could tell your novio's a pendejo baby (a-ha)
Ella es de Mazatlán yeah, Culiacán yeah (yeah)
Yo de Michoacán yeah, what you want yeah
Tequila y tambora is a philosophy (ay)
I'm just here simpin' 'cause I have got to see (yeah)
Dice que ella no es fácil, quiere Versace
Tiene problemas con su mami, dinero 'e papi
And I mean why you let him cheat just 'cause he drive Mercedes
Girl you fine as hell, no te hagan mensa baby (ah)
Una mejicana encima 'e la Jeepeta
In the valley looking for a buchifresa (ah)
Never mess with girls, que yo soy la primera
Wouldn't be the first, que yo la dejo inquieta (a-ha)
You a little Libra, you already know
Money in my pocket and it's all for you
Cute little ten with an attitude
Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you
Body hot like crazy
She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy
Baby out in Long Beach
She be frontin' but she want me
I could treat you right, I could treat you right
Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line
Take you on a date, dinner on a roof
Baby, we could fuck in the photo booth
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
No me importa lo que dice la gente
Cuando andamos juntos se me borra la mente
Love it when we kick it, baby you my little sensei
¿Quiere' serenata? Cantamo' una de Chente
La baby wanna act like me
Mécelo, cabrona, quiere un vuelo' a París
Noches en la playa, de mi nights all on the beach
Si tú eres mía yo te voy a consentir
Come and tell me what you want
Put you in a Benz, put you in Saint Laurent
No me importa what it cost
Yo te compro todo, baby, a bailar
Oro, que perdone Dios
Ven liviano porque sé, pa' esa rumba vamos los dos
Baby I'ma demon, and you no angel
Quiero que seas mía, hasta el día de hoy
You a little Libra, you already know
Money in my pocket and it's all for you
Cute little ten with an attitude
Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you
Body hot like crazy
She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy
Baby out in Long Beach
She be frontin' but she want me
I could treat you right, I could treat you right
Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line
Take you on a date, dinner on a roof
Baby, we could fuck in the photo booth
Oh, oh, oh, oh (boop, boop)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (gotta take a chance sometimes)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (oh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Baby, I just think you need to tell your man he gotta chill out
Y'all ain't even married, girl, you need a real spouse
You know his pocket's in a real drought
If it ain't a mansion in Wisconsin it's not a real house, yuh
I can show you things, I can show you things (yuh)
Baby, pick a truck, you want the Rolls or the Range (yuh)
How you drippin' water, got it froze on the chain (yuh)
Girl, I got you grippin', whippin' slow in the lane (yuh)
But until that day I'ma keep shootin' my shot, yeah
So you ain't gotta ask if I'ma do it or not
I got a to-do list, I'ma put you at the top
'Cause girl you're lookin' like a meal, I'ma put you in a pot, oh, oh
So go on and put your number in my phone, I'ma hit you in the morn'
Tell me when you all alone, oh, oh
'Cause he don't really know what he got
And he gon' know exactly what he got when you gone, oh, oh
Oh
No
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