¿qué Pasó?

Hey, ¿Qué Pasó?
Thought you were gonna love me
But I lay my head down low

Say, you let me go
Screamin that you're leaving
And you're walking out the door

Bitch, you're never gonna find a man like me
I got the plan with the pedigree
You got the man with the ecstasy, oh no

Go on and go tell me when you're 95
I got the rhythm for staying alive
On and on to hell and back we go

Oh oh, uh
No no no no no
I can't listen anymore
To the bossanova
I can't listen anymore

Soft as sand were you with your chest up
In my hands the clues that you dressed up
Another plan of youth just to test ya'
I can't stand to lose just like the Jester

Move to Rio, buy a Vespa
Play in trios to be next to you
Sans the glue I'd give you the best of
Man, who know the truth you were messed up

Living life like a loco for a long time
I been wifed but I broke up with a swan dive
Paid a price now I choke up when the song dies
Late at night, sippin' cocoa, watch the dawn rise

I float light like I woke up with a drawn bride
No fights I just spoke up with the wrong rhymes
Sunlight's all I soak up with these strong tides
So bright I'mma toke up with this bong, right

And now I know the reason for the fall
Gotta let it go, gotta let it go

And now I know the reason that we all
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
God, you got to let it go



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Marlin Bateman
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