Today again I'm going to see you
If someone calls ignore the cell
We are smoking marijuana
Today you'll be my slave in a hotel room
Today again I'm going to see you I'm really horny
Stay in panties model for me in heels
While I roll it and break up the sack
I take my pants off, pull it out through my boxers
I have a couple of retros, I dress real hood
You like how I mistreat you in bed
You want that I put it in you all the time
When you're alone we play cat and mouse
I go down with no buts I'm the firefighter that puts out your fire in your desperation
I like licking both your holes
I like your face when it goes in all the way
You're the best that has done it to me if I'm being honest
Drop the roach in the ashtray
The machine that vibrates and it's not the barber's
Let me rest we already finished the first one
She looks at me and tells me that I take her to the highest high, that I hypnotize her
That just by touching her I have the power to make her skin stand up
That when I'm about to come I let her know
I don't go to the gym look how the pencil has the tricep
Tell the dude that he drop the act and that he land the plane for me
Let me see how I explain it to you
I like spreading your legs and licking that cl*t
You have really plump butt cheeks like Kiko's two cheeks
It stuck in my mind when you told me for the first time 'Babe how good'
We start at seven and you already know leave around five-something
Today again I'm going to see you, if they call ignore the cell
But everything quiet we have to hide
She is Lucifer's daughter, a demon made woman
That's why I'm your lover and you are loyal to what's mine
You are a slave to my bed, let's kill that desire
I have a good time with you and we always do it again
Without letting ourselves be seen, nobody will know the secret
That we kill the urge in a motel room
Today we're going to f*ck again because I'm really horny
We broke up a pound and bagged it in sacks
Tired but I give it to you anyway
I'm going to hammer you like you were cocaine
She laughs and tells me 'How good'
She likes gangsters like Lynette Chico
Tell your dude to stay still
Or I'm going to leave him laid out in Campo Rico
Horny girl you always get wet, all my Jordans are red
Babe give me the time, I bite her butt and she gets wetter
Babe I eat that p*ssy and I put it in those three holes
I just popped two percs, babe I'm going to break you like Cotto
Tattoos on my skin, the ugly ones have my photo
She doesn't fall in love, she has a broken heart
She got her ass and boobs done, and she doesn't respect her husband
Tell him that I have a .40 with three thirty-round clips
Today again I'm going to see you, if they call ignore the cell
But everything quiet we have to hide
She is Lucifer's daughter, a demon made woman
That's why I'm your lover and you are loyal to what's mine
You are a slave to my bed, let's kill that desire
I have a good time with you and we always do it again
Without letting ourselves be seen, nobody will know the secret
That we kill the urge in a motel room
Take off the suit and model the Victoria's Secret panties for me
I win no matter how many vultures come at you
It used to be in motels or in the van
And thanks to the fans, now we have tickets to the Hotel San Juan
She takes her clothes off and we stick together like a flyer
I'm like Toy Story with more protection than Buzz Lightyear
I don't drink rounds but I heat you like a microwave
While you're bent over in the ride, the Lexus or the Honda
You're horny and we're at a hundred
Who can break you like I do?
The booty you have has me thinking and I already want to hit it tomorrow too
Tell him that with me you get wet and burn the phillies
And run to climb on the wrecking ball like Miley
Today again I'm going to see you, if they call ignore the cell
But everything quiet we have to hide
She is Lucifer's daughter, a demon made woman
That's why I'm your lover and you are loyal to what's mine
You are a slave to my bed, let's kill that desire
I have a good time with you and we always do it again
Without letting ourselves be seen, nobody will know the secret
That we kill the urge in a motel room