Traicionera, no me importa lo que tú me quieras Mentirosa, solo quieres que de amor me muera Traicionera, en mi vida fuiste pasajera Mentirosa, no me importa que de amor te mueras Wuoh oh oh eh eh, wuoh oh oh eh eh Mentirosa, no me importa Que de amor te

When I look you in the eyes and say I told you so And I promise you this, You're gonna miss me, miss me As long as you live You are going to miss me, miss me oh I know there will come a time I wake up and I'm sober don't even know you anymore I'm drunk

Asian girls everywhere, UCLA I'm on my ballin' each and every day You see me babe? You see me babe? Am I the only one you sleepin' with?" I'm on my ish, call it I watch these haters take they shots like they were alcoholics "What is he wearing? Somebody

Listen what they say (listen what they say) I wouldn't do that (ooh, ooh) 54-46 was my number, was my number, man Can you hear me say, yeah? (yeah yeah) Right now, someone else has that number Stick it up, mister Can you hear what I'm saying now, yeah

Tell me that the pussy is mine, yeah Tell me that that pussy is mine, ooh Is just like me Keep it one hundred babe We both know, I'm not the only one But when I'm there, you treat a nigga And that's probably why I always come, yeah

Now you're just losin' your mind Woke up early this morning As I looked around my world be crumblin' down What I saw, I couldn't believe, Who are you? What might I be? Oh, the things you do Stare at the sun, one means three At the helm insanity, if you'd

Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Ha ha ha, Leggo

Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing Yo thang, yo thang The doors are open Sister Martha, so glad to see you Glad your parole came through Oh yea so glad everybody came out this morning We reading from

Baby (baby), tú sabe' que yo estoy en contra del reloj No estamo' en sentimiento, baby, así es la relación Pon el iPhone en modo de avión Y siente adentro 'e ti to’ el calentón Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, en modo de avión, eh Oh, oh, oh, oh, en modo de avión,

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out Oh-oh-oh-oh When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is