Amg-Coco

I'm happy with little
A white AMG with coconut air freshener
Fuck your Sirocco
A white AMG with coconut air freshener

I'm happy with little
A white AMG with coconut air freshener
Fuck your Sirocco
A white AMG with coconut air freshener

Co-co-co-co-with 22” rims
And new Dunlop tires
I want a white AMG
Matte with patent details

For the glory of your God
Be honest and tell me
I make really weird music that sometimes I don't even understand

They call me the yeli-yeli
They celebrate that I'm pure
That sometimes I make weird songs
Where I don't talk about asses

What I want is a Jeffrey
Or buy a Scalextric
I've never had any
I was happy playing Tetris

I have rappers on edge
To record a song with me
To come up with something nice

It's really a crime
That a nobody comes here
They call him 'chino'
And your girlfriend hears it and dances

Sometimes I'm very pathetic
Sometimes I'm even more pathetic
Than all those idiots saying pathetic things just for show

I think I'm Bernardo Vázquez
No one can stand it
My God, no one can stand it

Locked in my silence
I go crying down the street (I go crying down the street)
I dry myself with tissues
So no one sees me (So no one sees me)

Look, tell me

I'm happy with little
A white AMG with coconut air freshener
Fuck your Sirocco
A white AMG with coconut air freshener

I'm happy with little
A white AMG with coconut air freshener
Fuck your Sirocco
A white AMG with coconut air freshener