LEARN LYRICS

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Tell me, babe, what are you doing calling me?
If yesterday they saw you wrapped up with a Dominican—
I already have a player who takes me out to party on weekends
I already forgot you, I already forgot
What's up with you? Why are you calling?
Without me you're having a good time, but not that much
Your fake love won't f*ck up another summer for me
Put on your tires and get the f*ck out, leave
I know that you're calling because you want candy
I'm not your plan B, I'm Chencho and Maldy
I already have a substitute who pulls my panty down
My p*ssy isn't for you anymore
I got sexy and you didn't like it
I'm like El Cangri, what happened, happened
Good luck finding one like me
You f*cked up one summer for me, but not this one
What's up with you? Why are you calling?
Without me you're having a good time, but not that much
Your fake love won't f*ck up another summer for me
Put on your tires and get the f*ck out, leave
Move it, yeah move it for me, but right away
Tell him that you're my woman
That even though I am unfaithful
The one who's going to get the f*ck out is him
I know that you get pissed and that you fill with hate
That's why you go with another
When you tell me that you love him
That's because I'm out with women
It's not just talk, the one who chokes you
I know that he, like me, doesn't crash into you
You like it so much that it drives you crazy
Turn the jealous toxic down two notches
What's up with you? Why are you calling?
Without me you're having a good time, but not that much
Your fake love won't f*ck up another summer for me
Put on your tires and get the f*ck out, leave
With Los Parra
Yes
Omega The Real
Becky-Becky-Becky G
Parra has arrived
Get the f*ck out