miau (part. Maldy y Nsqk)

Na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness
Na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness
Na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness
Na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness

You are one of those bitches that takes care of herself
With that look that kills like a gun
If a dude yells at her, she stings the hell out
Stays fine, Sephora makeup
Sometimes cold like a freezer
And when she's hot, she tells me by message
That I have to go to her apartment at night
That she wants to feel me near her brooch

You look so good under the Moon illuminating the room
Baby, let me put the playlist and then I'll break you
You're asking me, mami, to give you on four
Girl, you want to give me a heart attack
You look so good under the Moon illuminating the room
Baby, let me put the playlist and then I'll break you
You're asking me, mami, to give you on four
Girl, you want to give me a heart attack

You are one of those bitches that takes care of herself (na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
With that look that kills like a gun (na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
You are one of those bitches that takes care of herself (na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
With that look that kills like a gun (na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)

The night you took my shirt from Brazil
It carries all the magic of Ronaldo de Assis
I remember that little kiss when you got into the taxi
I almost told you that I love you, mami, almost (almost)
But you don't love so easily
She doesn't give just anyone her heart
The last bastard left her fragile
A cat like you has class
It makes me reject other women, baby
Also, that haircut you have
Give you I want, bae, fuck you

You look so good under the Moon illuminating the room
Baby, let me put the playlist and then I'll break you
You're asking me, mami, to give you on four
Girl, you want to give me a heart attack
You look so good under the Moon illuminating the room
Baby, let me put the playlist and then I'll break you
You're asking me, mami, to give you on four
Girl, you want to give me a heart attack

You are one of those bitches that takes care of herself (na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
With that look that kills like a gun (na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
You are one of those bitches that takes care of herself (na-naughtiness, na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)
With that look that kills like a gun (na-naughtiness, na-na-naughtiness)

Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Hey
No way, dude, another song for her you bastard?
Already