YA NO SIENTO
Ya no tengo deseos de perseguirte
Ni de poner patas arriba tu escondite
Desdibujo en tus ojos mi mirada
Y lo que siento por ti se queda en nada
La magia se esfumo y todo se quebró sin mas
No me quedan ganas de llorar
Recoge todo y hecha andar
El mar ya se perdió
El tiempo se paro ya ves
Me dejaste abandonada sin querer
Trozos de ti veo caer
Soy un huracán destruyéndote
Trozos de ti mojándome
Que va ser de mi desterrándote
En silencio romperé trozos de ayer
En tu voz se entremezclan las mentiras
Con mil palabras de amor que están sin vida
Pido al mar que golpee contra tu alma
Y te salpique de mi cuando me vaya
La magia se esfumo y todo se quebró sin mas
No me quedan ganas de llorar
Recoge todo y hecha andar
El mar ya se perdió
El tiempo se paro ya ves
Me dejaste abandonada sin querer
Trozos de ti veo caer
Soy un huracán destruyéndote
Trozos de ti mojándome
Que va ser de mi desterrándote
Trozos de ti veo caer
Soy un huracán destruyéndote
Trozos de ti mojándome
Que va ser de mi desterrándote
En silencio romperé trozos de ayer
Trozos de ayer
Piénsame siempre dibujándote
Suéñame
Que va ser de mi
Que va ser de ti
Si el mar te moja el alma
De amor cuando me vaya
Si llegas cuando ya no este
Solo olvÃÂÂdame
En trozos de ayer[JT Money]
Yo, what's up?
What's up baby?
Dis yo nigga
[Sole']
Nigga, where da fuck you at?
[JT Money]
Mr. good dick, what you say?
[Sole']
I said where da fuck you at?!
[JT Money]
What how you feel?
How you say you feel?
[Sole']
I feel like you need to get home before yo shit be outside
[JT Money]
You say you daddy to come through and regulate?
What? Put his thang down, what? It's all good
[Sole']
It could be 4, 5 or 6, you bet' not be nowhere laid up wit no bitch
You betta bring that home to momma, don't be playin and shit
If you get horny when you out, no need for eyein' them hoes
Why eat a burger when you got steak and potatoes at home?
A short drive is all it takes, I'm just a phone call away
Ain't no excuses mutha fucka for you runnin astray
I give it to you when you want it aint no other's like mine
Yo ex-bitch can't fuck with this, so don't be wastin' yo time
The Indian, black mix, boy like I told you before
And we can ay yi yi the fur rug on my living room floor
And ain't nan hoe gon' bring it like you know I'mma bring it
And ain't nan hoe gon' freak it like you know I'mma freak it
And ain't nan hoe gon' shake it like you know I'mma shake it
And aint nan hoe gon' take it like you know I'mma take it
So don't make me come lookin for you, pull you outta some mix
Then turn around and bust you in yo shit for 4, 5 or 6
1 - [Kandi]
I don't care if it's 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 in the morning
Boy you better call me when you think you gettin horny
I don't give a damn bout who you with
Just as long as you aint givin up my shit
Repeat 1
[JT money]
You know me as your player, your pipe layer, your all night stayer
All up in your sauce when you need your rocks off
Knock your socks off, baby off the chain in this bitch
Have your wide ass open while I'm slangin' this dick
Got you lovin' this shit, suckin and fu