My Guys, You and I

Here, baby,
Sitting on my table
I see you arrive
With your damn rude charm

All my guys
Begin to get jealous
And then play to me
They offer me drinks

And we all sing
Who's he
Well done
We rock

You, baby
Sitting on your table
Caressing your chicks
Look lofty to me

Then my guys
Begin to shake money
They pay to your chicks
They're now here with me

And we all sing.
You thought that you were smart
But, I swear, not as much my guys



Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Janela, Gabrigor
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