Miles de Mujeres

Ah, you and me Bonnie & Clyde
In those Nikes, you look so fly, girl
That swagger you got, you inherited from your mom, girl
This is crazy
I never wanna say goodbye, girl
Everyone wants a piece of the
Little dude with attitude
And I'm getting more addicted to
My drug, which is you
This is wrong but it feels so right
If we get together, tell me who?
Together we’re like 23 and Pippen
I can help you erase those
Memories that don’t matter
Buy some wine and talk
We can hit the strip club and spend
What I just got paid
I can take off your shirt
The heat as the excuse
Reading your eyes behind those shades like Medusa
Let’s go where they don’t judge or accuse us
Fuck saying you’re my girl
If you’re more, you’re my muse (you’re my muse)

My only woman, you
There could be thousands of women
But none with your color, or your flavor
With you, I want it all
The owner of everything, my heart

What the hell happened in that apartment?
Thirteenth floor, 'cause since that moment
I’m lost in your lips
And I only think about doing it to you
Like none of these fools could
Ah, let’s take a ride through my city
Freedom, if you’d give me the chance
Ah, to play with my tongue between your legs
Climbing up front, then switching it up
Every time you come back, we mess up our health
In my bed, wherever, under a blue sky
Nailing you like this government does
Together we go to heaven
'Cause when we’re not, we’re in hell
Traveling this planet with you
I can whisper rhymes in your ear
Verses that haven’t come out yet
Those who don’t want us
Together have an option
Shove their opinion up their ass

My only woman, you
There could be thousands of women
But none with your color, or your flavor
With you, I want it all
The owner of everything, my heart

Young Martino