Woah oh, pide lo que tú quieras mami Woah oh, pide lo que tú quieras, baby Carro, cartera, sexo la noche entera, mami Ven trépate aquí, encima de mí Y yo que ya me acostumbré a ti Me llamas si tú quieres y lo volvemos a repetir Woah oh, yo te doy lo que

Ooh, gold, woah When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold (Ooh, gold, woah Ooh, gold, woah) (Who can you trust) First comes the blessing of all that

Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh Baby, donde tú quieras yo paso a buscarte Tú espérame afuera, pa' así no llamarte Ay baby, tu sensualidad Me tiene al borde de la locura Y esto no es casualidad Te beso y sube la temperatura No traigas paraguas, como quiera va' a

Up on the mountain I see down below Woah-oah-oh-oh-oh-oh Woah-oah-oh-oahh It's easy to lose yourself I know Can't hear what you're shouting, I'm deaf to your show It's easy to lose your self control Everybody gets high, everybody gets low Life can be

Oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking

Oh woah oh oh woah oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom We are all misfits living in a world on fire Everybody wants to throw it all

They say hard work pays off, I've been feeling paid off Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg Put the chopper to your head, and take it off Fast break, taking off Dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah Keep niggas on they toes I ain't never play fair

And you may walk a lonely road But you will never walk, walk, walk alone You will never walk, walk, walk alone You will never walk, walk, walk alone, oh, woah I got two, baby If you're in trouble I got you, baby Nothing that I wouldn't do, baby And

Little hottie swingin' up in the swing No cover charge, get in for free Chillin' on a back porch, oh yeah Them good ol' boys pickin' six string Woah oh oh, leave your trouble at the door Woah oh oh, chillin' on a back porch No last call, let's party on

(We'll be forever loving Jah) we'll be forever (We'll be forever loving Jah) We'll never be blue Woah-oh, ya-ya-ya-ya, oy-oh Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Oh (we'll be forever loving Jah) Some, they say, see them Walking up the street