GATITA SEPHORA (part. Alejo)

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Seven lives like a cat, she lives alone
At night she makes cash, here we don’t cry
Seven lives, seven boyfriends, seven weddings
Gatita Sephora, she doesn’t fall in love
Seven lives like a cat, she lives alone
At night she makes cash, here we don’t cry
Seven lives, seven boyfriends, seven weddings
Gatita Sephora, I’m ready to knock you up now

So you fall for me and start squirting
For real, you’re my karma and this is gonna go bad
She climbs on the bed on all fours and crawls
I’m too sweet for you to be such a bad girl

One, two, three, with the flash so you remember me
I have seven reasons to remember you
She’s the movie and I’ve already lived it
I took her to the room, but no one controls her (controls her)
She’s not alone
I’m her favorite for life at any hour
And, babe, now I know you want it with a hello (ah)
I’ll run with balls and you’re my vibe
What could go wrong?
You’re a dirty girl and that’s how I’m gonna treat you
If you’re gonna misbehave, I’ll put up with you
I promise you nothing because you won’t get attached
Because she has

Seven lives like a cat, she lives alone
At night she makes cash, here we don’t cry
Seven lives, seven boyfriends, seven weddings
Gatita Sephora, I’m ready to knock you up now

So you fall for me and start squirting
For real, you’re my karma and this is gonna go bad
She climbs on the bed on all fours and crawls
I’m too sweet for you to be such a bad girl

My Cinderella, take the crystal
She goes out alone and dances alone, but sleeps with company
She wants me to be Sergio who talks to her with a look
And for La Pantera to hit it in the early morning
She says if I fuck like I rap, she’ll get married
If she really likes me, she doesn’t know what’s gonna happen
And don’t think, just get up and down now
And send me a nude to get more inspiration
She pulls out her tits and gives me an AK, Russian style
I’m not jealous and she doesn’t make excuses
She posts a story on the tenth floor smoking ZaZa
So they remember that she has

Seven lives like a cat, she lives alone
At night she makes cash, here we don’t cry
Seven lives, seven boyfriends, seven weddings
Gatita Sephora, I’m ready to knock you up now

So you fall for me and start squirting
For real, you’re my karma and this is gonna go bad
She climbs on the bed on all fours and crawls
I’m too sweet for you to be such a bad girl

Yeah, La Pantera, baby, yeah
With La Joya de los Beats, yeah
Talk to me, Alejo
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