Baby you're my fiesta, just call me oppa Please don't compare me to those assholes, I'm the same Baby you're my fiesta, just call me oppa Please don't compare me to those assholes, I'm the same I'm a hookah, I'm usually a good drinker But why? When I'm with you, I talk a lot Now give me a hug at least once You're my valentine, 21 size You're like my favorite drink It's a waste, I can't drink well But I think of 12 o'clock every day When others hear it, it's a beautiful love it Those who know know that it's like a child I don't make you stand in front of you Those who know me, don't need to say that Baby you're my locker, a pearl-like picker They can't see you, my hands, my money, my flower My jewels are hidden, lock on I'm the only picker, they can't see me Your hands, your clothes, your body, my fiesta Now I need love, money is always welcome Shining things become deserts Ice melts on my tired feet, oasis, hot 6 can Open the lid and pour, yeah go I want to get drunk, the world is crazy I'm gonna be rich or rich Play me feeling like I'm Kekong When the perfume smell of my eyes disappears When all the labels are covered When I flip my phone over When the lyrics in my head disappear Baby you're my dia, I want you, mine Her visual is shining, I never say empty words Baby you're my dia, I want you, mine Her visual is shining, I never say empty words My strength is my stuff, this horse, baby When tomorrow morning comes, we'll be drunk, maybe Your satisfaction is five stars For you, I'll spend a hundred Already in my head, I'm with you, wedding I've already made a name for us I hope only good things happen to you, Kim Happy What do you think? Such a witty words Get out of my way, baby Baby, what do you want? Will you tell me, Roni? Whatever you say, never a beat Look at that bastard trying to get you Oh shit, he's like look at my wrist I W C Y A, fake it, spit champagne D.V.P, cocky, what do you think? I won't get away, proof, funny, ha ha ha My eyes are popping, she said I am sorry You're in the same category as those cheap kids Oh, she got this, mother of Hermes Breaking back, double C, double G, double B Louis Vuitton, full bag and a Lauren One hundred, pure diamond, cubic, allergy Reaction, please give me a gift Fuck God, never fuck with me, baby Oh baby, you're my coca Suck it up with your nose, you're a loser I've never done it, but I feel like I'm hitting my brain like you Oh baby, you're my coca Suck it up with your nose, you're a loser I've never done it, but I feel like I'm hitting my brain Like I'm hitting you