Millones Como Tu

No girl belongs to anyone, like Kase said
After the show, any hoe strips down for the flow
With the story that they never want anything
With a shy face, but I can see the devil in her eyes
We exchanged glances
While she sang, she was with someone
But now she's sitting in my dressing room and
I can't stop imagining her barefoot
In my messy living room wearing a loose shirt
If there's no molly, there's no nerves, the gift of gab kicks in
Today I can make you fall for me while I talk like a pig
I won't be yours, and I don't want to be

Just give in, and if I see you tomorrow, I won't remember
I didn't come to chat, I'm not gonna lie
My goal is to hit it hard until you squirt
Life here is too short, and we gotta live it
There are too many sensations to feel
And I'll help you try them
Today I'm Indiana Jones, and I'm gonna dive
Into your jungle to explore it
Forget about karma
'Cause if you don't fool it
It'll surely fool you, so why hold back the urge
Let's smoke some weed

Even if you've never done it
Just obey without asking me a question
I love your dumb face
Asking me to speed it up
Until the fabric tears
And it reaches your fallopian tubes
Meow like a cat
Go for it with frenzy while you call me big papa
You like MC's, well then, rescue
The show doesn't end until your legs shake
Skinny
I just want to hook up, that's it
You got coke, or not?

Well, if you want a party, hit me up
If it’s not you, it’ll be someone else, I want to hook up
She says: There’s no love, I don’t want you, silly
I’m out here selling drugs to pay for the wedding
You hit, you rub, you go to another room
You’re a witch, and I’m the broom
Forget the damn trip to Cuba, you’re not going
I’ll find a hotter, classier bitch who knows how to dress
'Cause at the end of the day, any woman wearing Michael Kors
Will always want to be on top of my Porsche
Smoking cush, feel the rush

I just let go of the clutch, this is too much
Really, babe, I’m sorry, but the gang comes first
'Cause there are thousands like you looking for dick on Instagram
Ale, German, give me more bang bang
Ale, German, give me more rap trap
And every time I try to talk to you, wanting a good girl
You’re talking crazy, asking me for another line
Damn, you drive me wild, you say it and excite me
I already asked you, but I want you to repeat it
Tell me who your daddy is, you like it, girl
All my bad hoes, all my dolls

What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
In the alley undercover
What they do? What they do?
All my bad hoes, all my dolls
What they do? What they do?
All my bitches and my bros
What they do? What they do?
If you ever try to run out
What they do? What they do?
In the alley undercover
What they do? What they do?
Eclipse, eclipse, eclipse
Eclipse
Let's fucking do this