Omar Apollo

Tamagotchi
Quiere ese Louis Vuitton Uh, no me deja en paz con ese cabrón, con ese cabrón No por el otro, borracho los dos (Uh) Si quieres conmigo, pierde ese control, ese control Bitch, this Tamagotchi Tour bus through Milwaukee Bitch, I'm making bread (Bread) Sound like Pavarotti Bitch, my bag Céline (Céline) You can't get it off me (Off me) Bitch, this not my scene (Scene) Vamos pa' Miami (Miami) Feel on my waistline I'm in LA, four hours away, just hit me on FaceTime (FaceTime) Feeling so good, feeling so good, singing a bass line (Bass) Your body is on me, you touching up on me, we cum at the same time (Same time) At the same time You with somebody, or are you cool? I want your body, you want me too I see you coming, I come for you Need you around me, I know you do Ando de gira y todos me siguen, los chicos me quieren tocar Letras de cancionesTengo dinero y ando soltero, dime lo que quiere' comprar Aquí está muy frío, no' vamos, te sigo, ¿dónde quieres ir a volar? (Ayy) Algo sencillo con un cigarrillo me dicen que quieren follar (Pop that, pop that) Bitch, this Tamagotchi Tour bus through Milwaukee Bitch, I'm making bread (Bread) Sound like Pavarotti Bitch, my bag Céline (Céline) You can't get it off me (Off me) Bitch, this not my scene (Scene) Vamos pa' Miami (Miami) Feel on my waistline I'm in LA, four hours away, just hit me on FaceTime (FaceTime) Feeling so good, feeling so good, singing a bass line (Bass) Your body is on me, you touching up on me, we cum at the same time (Same time) At the same time You with somebody, or are you cool? I want your body, you want me too I see you coming, I come for you Need you around me, I know you do This is what you want, I'm sure I ain't tryna front, no more Ain't seen you in months, or more You're all that I want, for sure This is what you want, I'm sure I ain't tryna front, no more (Tired of being alone, tired of being alone) Ain't seen you in months, or more You're all that I want, for sure Bitch, this Tamagotchi Tour bus through Milwaukee Bitch, I'm making bread (Bread) Sound like Pavarotti Bitch, my bag Céline (Céline) You can't get it off me (Off me) Bitch, this not my scene (Scene) Vamos pa' Miami (Miami) (Pop that, pop that, don't stop Pop that, pop that) From Letras Mania