Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
Flared tracksuits – nineties
That bitch is twerking, looking behind, shaking
‘Let’s do another tour until they pass out
Little like Griselda when she shakes off the sissy (Aaa)
So I put it on reset
I change her life 180 right there
They are all the same, they all look like sisters to me
He flies with me more than the flight attendants
Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
God, oh my God, how can he
That money is easy to make, easy to spend?
God, oh my God, how can he?
They call the new ones, they call the old ones, welcome (Aaa)
She skates and sleds
A beautiful face, but I know that there is a trap behind it
The product is very strong, and I really like the cleaner
The nights are white, I turn off the LED panels, I need darkness
(Uh) And you know that the apartment is on the water
He wants to be with me in the room from nine to nine
And would (Uh) throw a bodysuit at me?
Turn me into dust, that is, crush me completely
And speed burns us, why slowly?
When our whole life is going easy
And it has never been this strong
You baby, you were born for this
Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
Baby, you know my flaws, all the bad sides
I turn you on a little, annoy you a little
A harem around me, drunken fools
What do you care if I’m faithful or unfaithful?
God, oh my God, how can he
That money is easy to make, easy to spend?
God, oh my God, how can he
Calling the new, calling the old, welcome (Ah)
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