You write Miami but you're from Brescia
I don't care who you're interested in
I don't want a press that stresses
But one that flashes me like Neguesha

If you write yourself under work (work)
You always say the word adore (adore)
You always say the word top (top)
You ask me to go dancing Hip-Hop?
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me

You write that you want a true love on the bulletin board
How will you find it if you're always in the disco?
You have a closed profile but open legs
The closing of Ibiza doesn't amuse me
You talk to me, you talk nonsense
The selfies always the same with the duck face
Those fools of your friends who you scrounge off
All evening at the table, then you don't give it to them
I bloom without my father's money
Look at the watch my brother and I have
The photos in Saint Tropez in a bikini on the yacht
But in Milan you live with eight tenants (how is it?)
I have a lot of business here in my hands
You always in the same clubs
We even invited you to my house
And you: "But what kind of girl do you think I am?"

If you write yourself under work (work)
You always say the word adore (adore)
You always say the word top (top)
You ask me to go dancing Hip-Hop
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me

Fashion week is over (it's over)
But how the hell did you dress? (Boh)
I use your guy as a punching bag
He acts cool (acts cool), but he's a failed footballer
I'm on your profile, you already don't know English
A tip, leave Latin alone
Half-naked photo and you write how sensitive you are (But how?)
I have the euro sign in my iris
Big flow, big bro
I depend on the pussy like an addict
But you have too many three-quarter photos
Who knows what you're like without heels
I'm on her lips like Labello
You leave me if you say strabello
G.U.E. Italian idol
With a billion bitches in the iPhone

You write Miami but you're from Brescia
I don't care who you're interested in
I don't want a press that stresses
But one that flashes me like Neguesha

If you write yourself under work (work)
You always say the word adore (adore)
You always say the word top (top)
You ask me to go dancing Hip-Hop
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me
Leave me, leave me

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