Asúmelo ya, ella no va a volver
A encontrado a un contable que viste de Moncler
La compra con perfumes de Chanel
Pasa a buscarla en un Mercedes Benz
Es un hombre muy serio, el
Viene de buena casta
Solo habla de pasta
Que no tiene celos, el
Pero si ella se pasa
La manda a su casa
Y mientras ella duerme a su bebe
El tira su dinero en un burdel
Ella nunca va a volver
Que pensarían sus padres
Nunca as estado al nivel
Prefiere ser alguien
Prefiere ser;
Una mandada intoxicada con joyas de Cartier
Prefiere llorar en un yate pensando en el ayer
Que estar contigo en la cama de un motel
Que tiene solo una estrella
Tu y tu vida sencilla no basta
Tu trabajo, tu historia barata
Ella quiere pedir a la carta
No lo ves?
Asúmelo ya, ella no va a volver
A encontrado a un contable que viste de Moncler
Es un hombre muy serio, el
Viene de buena casta
Solo habla de pasta
Que no tiene celos, el
Pero si ella se pasa
La manda a su casa
Y mientras ella duerme a su bebe
El tira su dinero en un burdel
Ella nunca va a volver
Que pensarían sus padres
Nunca as estado al nivel
Prefiere ser alguien
Prefiere ser
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
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Moncler Lyrics English
It’s already, she will not come back
A Found an accountant that you saw from Moncler
The purchase with Chanel perfumes
Goes to look for it in a Mercedes Benz
He is a very serious man, the
He comes from a good breed
He only talks about pasta
That he has no jealousy, the
But if she passes
He sends her home
And while she sleeps her baby
He strips him’s money in a brothel
She will never come back
That his parents would think
Never have been at the level
He prefers to be someone
It prefers to be;
An Intoxicada Ordained With Cartier Jewelry
Prefers crying in a yacht thinking of yesterday
To be with you in the bed of a motel
That has only one star
You and your simple life is not enough
Your work, your cheap history
She wants to ask for a letter
Do not you see?
It’s already, she will not come back
A Found an accountant that you saw from Moncler
He is a very serious man, the
He comes from a good breed
Just talk about pasta
That he has no jealousy, the
But if she passes
He sends her home
And while she sleeps her baby
He strips her money in a brothel
She will never come back
That his parents would think
Never have been at the level
He prefers to be someone
Prefers to be
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
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