LYRICS GAME

That little body of yours is a Maybach

Maluma, baby

So that it kicks, baby

Culprit

Baby, I dress you in designer

If you want to do squats, I'm your trainer

You are a princess and you want your p*ssy to reign

I bought another lens to film you like on Brazzers

I spent a grand at the beauty so that, on all fours, I mess up her hair

Fat a*s, pretty face, her p*ssy looks straight out of a magazine

I like how she f*cks, the main protagonist

At the motel an interview, on her knees she's the chorister

I have no comparison, I'm a Ferrari on the highway

And hop on, baby girl, the p*ssy is pink

After I put it in you I dedicate you a little song

She's Yomo's shameless one, I put it in and take it out

And no matter how much you erase it, you have my nights written down

If you want to dance for me, I set up a pole in the strip

No matter how much you update yourself, I know your chip

If the bed is the cemetery, baby, I'm gonna give you the RIP

You just pick the hotel, I'll take you to the street

That little body of yours is a Maybach

You climb on top, babe, I'ma lay back

One hand on the blunt and the other on your head

With both hands on the stick working the piece

You and I used to f*ck, but that was way back

Now we're back and we're gonna make the comeback

She drinks Coronas even though she has a six-pack

If you feel that you come fast, that's mental

Pretty face, fat a*s

She moves well, she knows how to use her torso

I lifted her when I got all the way in

I'm on the way with the horniness on board

Pretty face, fat a*s

She moves well, she knows how to use her torso

I lifted her when I got all the way in

I'm on the way with the horniness on board

With that raised a*s you don't let her fall

You're already grown and you keep growing

You know you're hot and that gives you power

I eat your cherry, the cocktail too

Pretty face, fat a*s, she knows how to use her torso

She knows that I lift her to the sky if I hit the bottom

You know that I'm a freak and that turns you on

I'm crazy about you and also about your bl*wjob

Crazy for your bl*wjob and your f*cks, I'ma keep it real

I like it when you suck and the counsil gets sprayed

I love it when you keep it nasty, mama, keep it sloppy

For how you f*cked, babe, I'll be forever shawty for you

Tell me what's up with you

My diamonds brush your p*ssy when I kiss your belly button

I do new things to you so that you grab your ankle

With your cheeks in the air and your face on the pillow

That little body of yours is a Maybach

Climb on top of me, babe, I'ma lay back

One hand on the blunt, the other on your head

That little a*s of yours is a Maybach

Climb on top of me, babe, I'ma lay back

One hand on the blunt, the other on your head

Dirty boy, baby

A paisita who checks my stories

I have another chick in Carolina, that's my bori

I miss the Dominican girl's a*s in person

And not only seeing her on OnlyFans

Without f*cking

Of my babes I don't know which one is more erotic

So good, all of them without pajamas like Natti

She gets so wet I named her 'Fiji'

I've split the boat inside her like in Kiki

I'm a fan of that nasty little a*s

If she puts it on my face, I'll leave a hickey

Without f*cking

Of my babes I don't know which one is more erotic

So good, all of them without pajamas like Natti

Bubu

She has a fat a*s like my own butt

She moves her torso, looks like she has the devil inside

She has me heading down to the projects

She has a thug in the feds, for now all of that is mine

The condom broke and we kept going

It was the urge, we didn't choose it

She's looking for a sugar and it's not cash that I deposit

What she wants is paid for by the coke

She moves deliciously and I'm spending a couple bucks on her

She pulls it out when she has it in her mouth, looking at me with those little eyes

She has a pretty face, fat a*s

She moves well, she knows how to use her torso

I lifted her when I reached the bottom

I'm on the way with the horniness on board

Remix

Maluma, ba-ba-baby

We're rolling with Don Juancho on this one

The Santurce boys with the OC

Maluma

We're Las Torres, you heard?

Make Money, La M

Uh-huh, I'm with Ecua, he's a madman

Ecua, spark the Backwoods

So that it kicks, baby