Mami tengo el ice, el high…
A punto de entrar a la high…
Brilla la cara, por eyes moon
Making money, in my room
Mami tengo el ice, el high…
A punto de entrar a la high…
Brilla la cara, por eyes moon
Making money, in my room
Shawty quiero verte, necesito suerte
Quiero tenerte, al borde de la muerte
Por tu culpa me inspiro pa’ tirar canciones
Que me han sacado, de este lago
Nena te quiеro a mi lado, atado a tu amor
Que fue del pasado
Mami tеngo el ice, el high school
A punto de entrar a la high school
Brilla la cara, por eyes moon
Making money, in my room
Mami tengo el ice, el high school
A punto de entrar a la high school
Brilla la cara, por eyes moon
Único, pero te fuiste y ahora pienso en drogas, party, money
Las rosas que te guarde, las quemé
Las cartas que me diste, las tiré
Pero tu perfume en mi cuarto sigue, bae
Gucci, Prada, lui’ vi’, lo que quieras yo te lo consigo
Ese bobo no te da ni un cuarto de lo mio
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Shine by the moon Lyrics English
Mommy I have the ICE, the HIGH …
About to enter the High …
Shines the face, by Eyes Moon
Making Money, In My Room
Mommy I have the ICE, the HIGH …
About to enter the High …
Shines the face, by Eyes Moon
Making Money, In My Room
Shawty I want to see you, I need luck
I want to have you, on the verge of death
For your fault I inspire myself to ‘throw songs
That they have taken me, from this lake
Baby I want you by my side, tied to your love
That was from the past
Mami Tеngo El Ice, High School
About to enter the High School
Shines the face, by Eyes Moon
Making Money, In My Room
Mommy I HAVE THE ICE, THE HIGH SCHOOL
About to enter the High School
Shines the face, by Eyes Moon
Unique, but you went and now I think about drugs, party, money
The roses that keep you, I burned
The letters you gave me, I threw them
But your perfume in my room goes on, bae
Gucci, Prada, Lui ‘Vi’, whatever you want I get it to you
That bobo does not give you a quarter of mine
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Youngcxld Lyrics – Shine by the moon