Vos Querés
Mala Fama
You Want
You want me to quit the substance
To take care of your belly
You want me to save you
But I’m not saving myself anymore
You steal my wallet
You track all my cash
So I don’t leave
But I’m still gonna go
And when I’m far away and things get crazy
You wait up for me, furious and wild
And you start screaming like a madwoman
You definitely ran off
With some crazy chick
And it’s true, but I’m still charming you
And you’re still hooked on me
And you’re still hooked on me
