Beautiful Linch, oh
Eh, eh

As a little boy I read: "The world is yours" (Banks)
I believed it without doing two plus two and in the
Same way I believed in my god
Before him I would have questioned myself
I had a girl who hated carats (carats)
Today I have four bitches on my carrot (carrot)
In the beach there is an anchored motorboat (ah-ahh-ah)
I have brothers with whom I have not clarified
Because we made boom boom
Then everything changed (everything changed)
On a jet I'm in the middle of her breasts (yes)
And on the private track just arrived
I'm in a tracksuit with Barbie, candy and smoke bitch
Today all this would be ours
Look at that view, she makes a track, jumps on me
She wants bags instead of steps, she doesn't eat pasta
Bro', she takes pictures like in bed and then posts them

I should have told you it was my fault
Of my fatness, of my madness
I wanted to see Colombia, Bolivia
After Pattaya but this bitch how much she skis
She snorted all the beach, I
Forget about you in the alcohol
If I could go back I would be new, never cool, yeah

Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, I want
All the gold
Give me your ass, mmh

Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, (I want)
All the gold, all the gold (hey)
All the world pussy, silver
It's my boredom, they call me oño mhm
Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, (I want)
All the gold, all the gold (hey)
All the world pussy, silver
It's my girlfriend, they call me oño mhm
Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, (I want)
All the gold, all the gold (hey)
All the world pussy, silver
I need you, my little love

Ah, what's up?
In the hammock I smoke Moroccan zatla
Ooh, what's up?
I'm Villabanks (Banks), the best there is, eh, hey
I made her lose her voice in the middle of her thighs
You lose your reason if you see my fee
She saw it, so of course, I stick it to her
Even tonight two, three bitches in the kennel
Cut it in front of the stove in the kitchen
To fill the ashtray with gray ashes
Now I don't stop, they also slaughter at the crossroads
You know that in a year I want an island in Greece
I exchange open wounds for scars
I still cut slices, I write you discs
How much time I wasted for so few coins
Now I don't feel anything like absent actresses

I should have told you it was my fault
Of my fatness, of my madness
I wanted to see Colombia, Bolivia
After Pattaya but this bitch how much she skis
She snorted all the beach, I
Forget about you in the alcohol
If I could go back I would be the new Michael

Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, I want (everything)
All the gold
Give me your ass, mmh

Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, (I want)
All the gold, all the gold (hey)
All the world pussy, silver
It's my girlfriend, they call me oño mhm
Point it, it, it
Point it, it, it, (I want)
All the gold, all the gold (hey)
All the world pussy, silver
It's my girlfriend, they call me oño mhm

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