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[Chorus] In the ashtray I found a cigarette butt with your lipstick And a string thong at the back of the closet We lived in a low, low were our salaries And you praying to God not to make me a hitman So as not to end up inside, baby And now it’s someone else who has it inside you, baby Even though I wanted to be inside, baby, to be inside If I had known, I swear, I would leave it inside [Verse 1] You didn’t want me on the street, nor did you want me without money How expensive it was for me that you were so cheap And I’ve even been a cashier, you wanting an astronaut I even saw you with a soccer player, who even looks for a salary What did I do wrong? Why did I leave you? You gave me the metal and told me that I got you pregnant You made me feel so bad that I even pawned the metal I bought diapers, baby bottles and a baby stroller I already gave all of that away But I kept the copies of your key in case you decide to come back But I’m so spiteful that if you come back I’ll be on the street I’ll go and buy that gun that I pawned [Chorus] In the ashtray I found a cigarette butt with your lipstick And a string thong at the back of the closet We lived in a low-rise, low-rise was our salary And you were asking God not to make me a hitman So as not to end up inside, baby And now it’s someone else who has it inside you, baby Even though I wanted to be inside, baby, to be inside If I had known, I swear, I’d leave it inside [Verse 2] You wanted the Cybertruck while you were riding on me 206 I have stained Crocs and a green collar from the chain In the end your gay friend turned out not to be gay And that hurt like the shot in the belly of Lil Wayne Today we celebrate even though there’s nothing to celebrate Bring blunt, bring seed and someone who can trust Bring snow, it’s the closest I’m going to get to skiing Hide my keys, I won’t be able to guide [Pre-Chorus] Fu*k them all, woh Fu*k them all, woh I’m just a poor devil like Don To find you, you have to look for me on chapiadora.com [Chorus] To forget you, I smoked the junk that was left with your lipstick And I put the thong that was in the closet on another crazy woman I’m living downstairs and my salary still isn’t enough Because I didn’t become an atheist and I ended up being a hitman Even if I had ended up inside, baby I assure you that it would have been better inside, baby Happy and content, happy and content And even knowing all that I would have put it inside you [Outro] Yeah, ah-ah Good night, baby, yeah Ah-ah, ah-ah Good night, good night, good night, good night, good night. CHAPIADORA.COM (English Translation) lyrics – Quevedo : Get lyrics and music video of this song here on LyricsBull.com