Buddy, Lenin
Go ahead, my buddy, Edwin and pure Grupo Firme, old man
Haha
And go ahead, my steel, you too old man
But go ahead, all buddy Lenin (tequila is the basic)
Cheers, mate, cheers
Mate, have you drunk it?
A little lemon and salt

Let's say
That I believe you
That you regret it
But it's different
Than forgiving you
I'll be a good person but not your fool
I won't let myself

And I know you're going to want to
Kiss my mouth one more time
But because of you
You know when it's going to happen

In your damn life
You'll sleep with me again
I, on any corner
I find one of your type
You finding another like me
That's going to be tough

In your damn life
You address me
I can't stand people
Who are fake
Don't start crying
Stop your clowning
You already lost me, it's best you leave

Haha
That's how my buddy, Lenin Ramirez sounds
And pure Grupo Firme, old man
Oh, little girl
I don't love her anymore
Cheers
Cheers, old man
Said the, sick man

In your damn life
You'll sleep with me again
I, on any corner
I find one of your type
You finding another like me
That's going to be tough

In your damn life
You address me
I can't stand people
Who are fake
Don't start crying
Stop your clowning
You already lost me, it's best you leave

And yours, old man?
Well, take this one, old man
Here you go buddy, Isael, buddy Angel
Pure Music VIP Records
Up with Mexico! (drink it, my old man, drink it, my old man)

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