LETRA:
Tú y yo los dos solos en mi habitación
Follando y fumando cogollos de purple
Miro su culo entre el humo del blunt
Mientras pinta rayas en el logo de Apple
He de admitirlo tengo una obsesión
Dice que la eche dentro que no la saque
Por cada polvo te cae una canción
Baby me tienes loco de remate
X2
Mami por ti dejo hasta el callejón
Borro a todas esas p**** del phone
Tú eres mi diosa creo en tu religión
Eres afrodita diosa del amor
Voy a hacer un pacto con el diablo para comprarte bolsos de Louis Vuitton
Dar la vuelta al mundo en un jet privado mientras que brindamos con Dom Perignon
Por la virgen de Fati
Que solo pienso en cash
Y eso tuyo de atrás
Sentarlo en un Bugatti
Me hablan otras por was
Que me dejen en paz
Solo tengo ojos pa ti
Las tetas operas
Por no hablar de su #ss
Tiene el culo bien fatty
Tú eres la que me das
Ese fuego ese gas
La primera en el ranking
Pide lo que quieras que lo salgo a buscar
Si no tengo money por ti voy a robarlo
Te lo juro mami sé que voy a triunfar
Todos me lo dicen “¡Coño vas a lograrlo!”
Invertir un fajo para sacar un par
M pack
Con los asientos blancos
Salimos y tenemos la poli detrás
f#ck the cops
Se creen que soy un narco
Siempre me lo roza contra la Ferragamo
Una celosa compulsiva
Coge y se me enoja si ve que no la llamo
Conjunto de Nike con perfume italiano
Dice que le eche mi saliva
Dentro de su boca cuando estamos follando
No sé donde voy pero sí a por lo que vine
Estoy con una shorty que parece de cine
Tiene el culo gordo parece que hace fitness
Se convierte en niña mala cuando sale los findes
Mami no me mires que te hago un huevo kinder
Por ti le estoy metiendo más gramos al grinder
Por dentro mi cora cari parece winter
Y todas esas niñas quieren que me las chingue
Tengo tanto drip que hasta voy soltando pringue
Ya estaba mojada cuando metí los fingers
Si estamos en la disco mami se nos distingue
Botellas con bengalas mientras que hacemos business
All eyes on me
Todas me dicen papi
Se pone celosa si me mandan emotis
Un problema gordo como lo de sus pantis
Me mira de reojo cuando suenan las notis
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Vasko – Amber Rose
Gonzalo Genek – Mala Mía
APPLE Lyrics English
LYRICS:
You and I both alone in my room
f#cking and smoking Purple Cogollos
I look at his #ss between Blunt smoke
While painting stripes in Apple’s logo
I have to admit it I have an obsession
She says that she does not get her into her
For each dust you fall a song
Baby have me crazy auction
X2
Mommy for you left to the alley
Delete all those p **** of the phone
You are my goddess I believe in your religion
You are aphrodite goddess of love
I’m going to make a pact with the devil to buy you Louis Vuitton bags
Go around the world in a private jet while we provided with Dom Perignon
By the Virgin of Fati
That I only think of cash
And that of you from behind
Sit in a bugatti
Others talk to me by was
leave me alone
I only have eyes for you
The t#ts you operate
Not to mention your #ss
She has a good fatty
You are the one who gives me
That fire that gas
The first in the ranking
Ask what you want to go looking for him
If I don’t have money for you I’m going to steal it
I swear to you, I know I’m going to succeed
All tell me “p#ss# you will achieve!”
Invest a bundle to get a couple
M pack
With white seats
We go out and we have the poli behind
f#ck The Cops
They believe that I am a narco
I always touch it against the ferragamo
A jealous compulsive
Take and get angry if I see that I don’t call her
Nike set with Italian perfume
She says my saliva throws her
Within her mouth when we are f#cking
I don’t know where I go but I did come for
I am with a short -looking Shorty
He has a fat #ss seems to make fitness
She becomes a bad girl when she leaves the weekend
Mami don’t look at me, I make you a Kinder egg
For you I am getting more grams to the Grinder
Inside my Cora Cari looks like winter
And all those girls want me to f#ck them
I have so much Drip that I even let out Pringue
I was already wet when I put the fakers
If we are on the Mami album, we distinguish us
Bottles with flares while we do business
All eyes on me
All tell me daddy
She gets jealous if you send me emotion
A fat problem like his pantis
She looks at me sideways when the notis sound
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Vasko Lyrics – APPLE