BODEGA
Born across the river
Met a stranger in the night
She ain't got no money
So she pays him with her time
She don't want no trouble
She just want a better life
At night she cries, she lonely
Nobody has to know it
Oh the secret that she keepin'
Don't leave her when she's sleeping, oohh
She just want a better life
(She just want a better life)
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
And under the table
So nobody can take her
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
She alive but she's scared ah
Got no paper to save her
Sends the money she makes to her kids in a place they call Villa Nueva
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he comes she's ready for the fight
At night she cries, she lonely
Nobody has to know it
Oh the secret that she keepin'
Don't leave her when she's sleeping, oohh
She just want a better life
(She just want a better life)
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
And under the table
So nobody can take her
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he come she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Met a stranger in the night
She ain't got no money
So she pays him with her time
She don't want no trouble
She just want a better life
At night she cries, she lonely
Nobody has to know it
Oh the secret that she keepin'
Don't leave her when she's sleeping, oohh
She just want a better life
(She just want a better life)
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
And under the table
So nobody can take her
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
She alive but she's scared ah
Got no paper to save her
Sends the money she makes to her kids in a place they call Villa Nueva
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he comes she's ready for the fight
At night she cries, she lonely
Nobody has to know it
Oh the secret that she keepin'
Don't leave her when she's sleeping, oohh
She just want a better life
(She just want a better life)
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
And under the table
So nobody can take her
Hidin' from the devil in disguise
If he come she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Bodega, bodega
On friday they pay ya
Bodega, bodega
If he comes she's ready for the fight
Credits
Writer(s): Tebey Ottoh, Tom Lundback, Philip Tillstrom
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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