Anime Girls
Oh
Melii
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Du-da-da-da
Da-da-da, yeah
I'm his Spanish mami, yeah he call me mamacita
Call a bitch whatever when we fuck in Costa Rica
Do it how you do me, si tu era en mi cama
Know you gettin' paper so I heard you get that drama
I know all them bitches, that they callin' up your phone
All these bitches stalkin' you, they won't leave you alone
Me and you quite similar, you know I don't give a fuck
Got me fucked up, yeah, got me fucked up
I was fucked up, then I got my bucks up
Look at how they come, bet they got it fucked up
You know who I am, bitch, shut the fuck up
When I'm in my city, man, I fuck the club up
Le recuerdo de una modelo colombiana
Me dice baila con mi cuerpo de gitana
Yo soy la mami de que tú siempre habla'
En tu' canciones tu palabra
Papeleta Papeleta, let it flow, baby
Spend a couple bands, let 'em know that I'm your lady
Pick me up, gon' pick me up, I stay just for the weekend
Pour me up Patrón and I'm gon' fuck you to The Weeknd
Yeah, you love that shit
You like that shit
Now come and spend it on me
Oh, you like me, yeah?
Oh, you want me, yeah?
Well come and spend it on me
Come and spend that mula, know you know I'm not a chapi
Treat me like a lady where my business never sloppy
I'm your little rebel, in the bedroom call you papi
Once I get to ridin', ain't no stoppin' me (Aye)
Dime dónde 'tá, y yo voy a aquel lugar
Los dos somo' los mismo', ni saben quien tá' mal
Mira que gusté de cabezas a los pies
Sí, ya yo cambié, no soy la misma de ayer
Yeah, you love that shit
You like that shit
Now come and spend it on me
Oh, you like me, yeah?
Oh, you want me, yeah?
Well come and spend it on me (Hey)
Oh, you know?
Yeah, you know (You know)
You know, you know
Oh he knew
I got cocky, I got gassed up
I just let him take me out
I eat and then I pass out
Climb into the top, they used to laugh, but watch me dash now
Made a song called "Icey," now the papis give me cash now
Melii
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Du-da-da-da
Da-da-da, yeah
I'm his Spanish mami, yeah he call me mamacita
Call a bitch whatever when we fuck in Costa Rica
Do it how you do me, si tu era en mi cama
Know you gettin' paper so I heard you get that drama
I know all them bitches, that they callin' up your phone
All these bitches stalkin' you, they won't leave you alone
Me and you quite similar, you know I don't give a fuck
Got me fucked up, yeah, got me fucked up
I was fucked up, then I got my bucks up
Look at how they come, bet they got it fucked up
You know who I am, bitch, shut the fuck up
When I'm in my city, man, I fuck the club up
Le recuerdo de una modelo colombiana
Me dice baila con mi cuerpo de gitana
Yo soy la mami de que tú siempre habla'
En tu' canciones tu palabra
Papeleta Papeleta, let it flow, baby
Spend a couple bands, let 'em know that I'm your lady
Pick me up, gon' pick me up, I stay just for the weekend
Pour me up Patrón and I'm gon' fuck you to The Weeknd
Yeah, you love that shit
You like that shit
Now come and spend it on me
Oh, you like me, yeah?
Oh, you want me, yeah?
Well come and spend it on me
Come and spend that mula, know you know I'm not a chapi
Treat me like a lady where my business never sloppy
I'm your little rebel, in the bedroom call you papi
Once I get to ridin', ain't no stoppin' me (Aye)
Dime dónde 'tá, y yo voy a aquel lugar
Los dos somo' los mismo', ni saben quien tá' mal
Mira que gusté de cabezas a los pies
Sí, ya yo cambié, no soy la misma de ayer
Yeah, you love that shit
You like that shit
Now come and spend it on me
Oh, you like me, yeah?
Oh, you want me, yeah?
Well come and spend it on me (Hey)
Oh, you know?
Yeah, you know (You know)
You know, you know
Oh he knew
I got cocky, I got gassed up
I just let him take me out
I eat and then I pass out
Climb into the top, they used to laugh, but watch me dash now
Made a song called "Icey," now the papis give me cash now
Credits
Writer(s): Frano Jay Huett, Brandon Christian Madolph, Audree Ducassee
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