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Alright, this song, it's on This is how I wrote it You hear a car speeding And you hear it skid And then you hear a crash And there's flames and shit You know what I'm saying What the fuck! And then you hear footsteps Put the keys down And the filter comes over the beat And it swerves I crashed your Corvette I heard you bitchin' Are you done yet? I didn't mean to I wasn't drinking But I talked to your ex They say that you've been affectionate Fuck it You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out Fuck it Remember back when I told ya Letras de cancionesThat I'm a loca Colombiana (Yo te lo dije) Fuck it Roses and whiskey I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt Fuck it You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out (Brains out) Off with your head All in my daydreams Always seeing red But I showed you mercy I crashed your Corvette But I think it was fair Player, this is your cross to bear Fuck it You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out Fuck it Remember back when I told ya That I'm a loca Colombiana (Yo te lo dije) Fuck it Roses and whiskey I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt Fuck it You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out (Brains out) From Letras Mania