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Tamagotchi

"Tamagotchi" Lyrics by Omar Apollo

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

Tengo 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)

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