He wants the house, he wants kids
He wants us to link up, I'm speaking Chinese
I play the diva, I'm a hassle, gotta call him back
I had him on the phone, he said: You're used to it
Flexing with guys, you're used to it
But what's he talking about?
We'd have been married seasons ago
Sometimes I overdo it, too many tantrums
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
What're you talking to me about?
You don't know that life
I don't like when you talk too much
I prefer when you're in action
He stares, fired up, checking the details
He often devours me with his eyes
Of course, my body's art
I'm stubborn, he likes it
You want us to move, it's a hassle in Paname
Call me tonight, I'm off, maybe we'll link at the Plaza
Have you seen my real face?
Don't mix me with all those dirty girls
They envy me, it's a bad time
They're fans of me, it's a bad time
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
He wants the house, he wants kids
He talks to me in chimi-chimiyé
Have you seen my real face?
He wants us to link up, I'm speaking Chinese
I play the diva, I'm a hassle, gotta call him back