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San Theory

Con el 14 de febrero le estoy dando desde enero
La De G bendecida cuando probó los gemelos
Tú le regalaste flores, yo dos onzas buen pendejo
Tú le pagas el celular para que me mande los videos

Le tiran 20 hijas de puta, las haters le dicen puta
Cuando sale tumba la casa mami, no es de Alex
Le gusta la gasolina y no fuma reggae Allen
Se moja como Car Wash cuando le parqueo el vale

Él entra y sale, todo se vale y no son iguales
Él la vació por dentro y, pero le llenó la wallet

Estás gimiéndome Bellaca, me habla otro lenguaje
Y cuando la penetro me jala el afro Ben Wallace
A ella la tengo en 4 porque hay una ninfo
El gato nuevo tiene cara de chota, pa mi es info

Por eso no la llamo, por eso no le escribo
Acho pa'l carajo esta cabrona y este huele bicho

Una llamada perdida, ese flow no te queda
Solo nos buscamos para bajar bellaquera
No sabemos de ninguno así mejor se queda
No me llames, yo te llamo, así se queda

Una llamada perdida, ese flow no te queda
Que solo nos buscamos para bajar bellaquera
No sabemos de ninguno, mejor así se queda
No me llames, yo te llamo

Una llamada perdida, ese flow no te queda
Solo nos buscamos para bajar bellaquera
No sabemos de ninguno así mejor se queda
No me llames, yo te llamo, así se queda

Una llamada perdida, ese flow no te queda
Solo nos buscamos para bajar bellaquera
No sabemos de ninguno, mejor así se queda
No me llames, yo te llamo; no me llames, no me llames

San Theory

Since January, I've been hitting it with the Valentine's Day vibe
The De G blessed when she tasted the twins
You gave her flowers, I gave her two ounces, you fool
You pay her phone bill so she can send me the videos

20 bitches are throwing shade, the haters call her a whore
When she goes out, she wrecks the place, mommy, it's not Alex's
She likes gasoline and doesn't smoke reggae, Allen
She gets wet like a Car Wash when I park the ride

He comes and goes, anything goes, and they're not the same
He emptied her from the inside, but he filled her wallet

You're moaning to me, Bellaca, speaking another language
And when I penetrate her, she pulls my afro like Ben Wallace
I have her on all fours because there's a nymph
The new guy looks like a snitch, to me that's info

That's why I don't call her, that's why I don't text her
Man, fuck this bitch, and this one smells fishy

A missed call, that flow doesn't suit you
We only look for each other to get down and dirty
We don't know about anyone else, so it's better this way
Don't call me, I'll call you, it stays like that

A missed call, that flow doesn't suit you
We only look for each other to get down and dirty
We don't know about anyone else, so it's better this way
Don't call me, I'll call you

A missed call, that flow doesn't suit you
We only look for each other to get down and dirty
We don't know about anyone else, so it's better this way
Don't call me, I'll call you, it stays like that

A missed call, that flow doesn't suit you
We only look for each other to get down and dirty
We don't know about anyone else, so it's better this way
Don't call me, I'll call you; don't call me, don't call me