Machismo
Goodness mercy, why they even try to compete?
Who is worthy? Let him testify before the streets
Please don't hurt me, baby, when I slide to your seat
Hello, I think I love you, don't you think it's time that we meet?
Pull up in the limousine
Camera flashing in my face
Another day another magazine
Try to keep the pace
Try to beat the chase of the satellite surveillance
Streaming for the fee of just one low monthly payment
For your enjoyment, present this entertainment
Ain't no avoiding, we taking every station
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo
Dolce Gabbana, kissing my cigar smooth and tight
Rolled in Havana, listen my guitar, soothe you right
Gold in the struggle, I'm a movie star, shooting bright
King of the jungle, I can be your Tarzan tonight
Concise and precise as I write this and splice this
I slice this and dice this with lyrical devices
A miracle in crisis when night is what life is
A light to the lifeless when brightness is priceless
Release every tightness, whatever your vice is
And light this, ignite this, I spices the rices
And spite the self-righteous, the white knight's politeness
Don't fight this, invite this, the zeitgeist entices
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo, it's my machismo
It's the way that I walk
It's the way that I talk
It's the look in your eye
Am I making you cry?
Now you can't even speak
Am I making you weak?
Am I making you sweat?
Baby, gather your breath
I tried making better choices
I tried living for the Lord
But always there are many voices
Don't want to wait anymore
I'm so tired of waiting
Don't want to wait anymore
I'm sick and tired of waiting
Ain't gonna wait anymore
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo, it's my machismo
It's the way that I walk
It's the way that I talk
It's the look in your eye
Am I making you cry?
Now you can't even speak
Am I making you weak?
Am I making you sweat?
Baby, gather your breath
Who is worthy? Let him testify before the streets
Please don't hurt me, baby, when I slide to your seat
Hello, I think I love you, don't you think it's time that we meet?
Pull up in the limousine
Camera flashing in my face
Another day another magazine
Try to keep the pace
Try to beat the chase of the satellite surveillance
Streaming for the fee of just one low monthly payment
For your enjoyment, present this entertainment
Ain't no avoiding, we taking every station
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo
Dolce Gabbana, kissing my cigar smooth and tight
Rolled in Havana, listen my guitar, soothe you right
Gold in the struggle, I'm a movie star, shooting bright
King of the jungle, I can be your Tarzan tonight
Concise and precise as I write this and splice this
I slice this and dice this with lyrical devices
A miracle in crisis when night is what life is
A light to the lifeless when brightness is priceless
Release every tightness, whatever your vice is
And light this, ignite this, I spices the rices
And spite the self-righteous, the white knight's politeness
Don't fight this, invite this, the zeitgeist entices
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo, it's my machismo
It's the way that I walk
It's the way that I talk
It's the look in your eye
Am I making you cry?
Now you can't even speak
Am I making you weak?
Am I making you sweat?
Baby, gather your breath
I tried making better choices
I tried living for the Lord
But always there are many voices
Don't want to wait anymore
I'm so tired of waiting
Don't want to wait anymore
I'm sick and tired of waiting
Ain't gonna wait anymore
Paparazzi stalk wherever we go
Traffic always blocked whenever we show
It's the way I walk con el ritmo
It's the way I talk, it's my machismo, it's my machismo
It's the way that I walk
It's the way that I talk
It's the look in your eye
Am I making you cry?
Now you can't even speak
Am I making you weak?
Am I making you sweat?
Baby, gather your breath
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Gazsi
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