Al Taller del Maestro - Alex Campos

Love I said real love Is like feelin' no fear When you're standin' in the face of danger 'Cause you just want it so much A touch From your real love Is like heaven takin' the place of somethin' evil And lettin' it burn off from the rush, yeah, yeah (Fuck!) Darlin', darlin', darlin' I fall to pieces when I'm with you I fall to pieces My cherries and wine Rosemary and thyme And all of my peaches Are ruined Love Is it real love? It's like smilin' when the firin' squad's against you And you just stay lined up, yeah (Fuck!) Darlin', darlin', darlin' I fall to pieces when I'm with you I fall to pieces (Bitch) My cherries and wine Rosemary and thyme And all of my peaches Are ruined (Bitch) My rose garden dreams, set on fire by fiends And all my black beaches Are ruined My celluloid scenes are torn at the seams And I fall to pieces (Bitch) I fall to pieces when I'm with you (Why?) 'Cause I love you so much I fall to pieces My cherries and wine Rosemary and thyme And all of my peaches Are ruined (Bitch) Are ruined (Bitch) Are ruined (Fuck!)

Ah-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah-oh-oh Yeah-eh Ah-ah-ah-ya-ya-yo Ozuna Ah-ah-ah Se pierde en la arena y el mar, ah-ah-ah (ah-ah) ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está que quema y quiero má' (quiero má') Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" (Woh-oh-oh) Pa'l agua que hace calor Se pierde en la arena y el mar, yeah-ah-ah ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está qué quema, quiero más (quiero más) Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" Pa'l agua que hace calor, eh-eh-еh Gimmе more, gimme more (gimme more) Tell me you want this waistline Dímelo, dímelo (dímelo) Kiss my skin, I won't tell lies Lucky son of a gun I give you a no stress life Vacation, live our best life Whenever you want Boy, I need you like a vacay Need you like I need you like I, eh-eh 'Cause we just keep on drinkin' like we straight from the sea Wet, got a big pussy like my man ain't drippin' If you fuckin' with me then you're fancy living Mini jean skirt with the crop top fitted Tell me he don't like when I got panties with it Long hair, wet wave, Pantene in it Big bag, wallet got mad cheese in it I don't need a ticket it 'cause I'm passed these bitches Get it passed these bitches, get it passed these bitches like Se pierde en la arena y el mar, ah-ah-ah (ah-ah) ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está que quema y quiero má' (quiero má') Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" (Woh-oh-oh) Pa'l agua que hace calor Se pierde en la arena y el mar, yeah-ah-ah ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está qué quema, quiero más (quiero más) Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" Pa'l agua que hace calor (calo-o-or, eh) Algo natural, no tiene compe Donde ella llega siempre rompe Prende algo que quiere quemar, dolores olvidar Hoy quiere salir, la calle la espera I love the way that you smile I love the way that you smell I love the faces you make when you storytell I love the way that you are I love the things that you do The things that you do when you think I ain't watchin' you Se pierde en la arena y el mar, ah-ah-ah (ah-ah) ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está que quema y quiero má' (quiero má') Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" (Woh-oh-oh) Pa'l agua que hace calor Se pierde en la arena y el mar, yeah-ah-ah ¿'Taré soñando yo? Se ve tan tropical (tan tropical) El sol está qué quema, quiero más (quiero más) Le dije: "Baby, ¿qué pasó?" Pa'l agua que hace calor (calo-o-or, eh) Woh, yeah-eh El Negrito Ojo' Claro' Ozuna Dynell Hi Music, Hi Flow Hyde El Químico Dímelo Gotay Yazid

What you don't tell no one, you can tell me Little ghost, tall tan, like milk and honey You're very brave And very free I push you high Cherry blossom on your sycamore tree What you don't tell no one, you can tell me Swing it high like Jesus, wild and free Dandelions in your hair, baby You're very brave And there's much to see I push you high Cherry blossom on your sycamore tree What you don't tell no one, you can tell me And when you're scared, I'll be right here You feel afraid, Mommy is there It's a cruel, cruel world, but we don't care 'Cause what we've got, we've got to share What you don't tell no one, you can tell me Little ghost, blonde hair with lemonade tea There's much to learn And so much to see I push you high Angelina, on your sycamore tree What you don't tell no one, you can tell me

Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude Like a .38 made out of brass Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass Life's gonna do what it does Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough Tough Tough Come on, take a ride with me Like the 808s beatin' in the trunk in Atlanta, it was tough It was kind of hard for me Crawlin' through the mud, I couldn't find love, then we came up Look at what we are, baby Standin' through the storm, still shinin' like a diamond in the rough Still shinin', and that's hard If you ever lost someone that you love Through the pain, gotta show 'em, give 'em light Still family if you're wrong or you're right No matter, we together It's not somethin' that you wanna do, it's just somethin' you goin' through Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude Like a .38 made out of brass Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass (grandpa's glass) Life's gonna do what it does (ooh) Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough (shine, shine) Tough Hard Tell me, how it's hard for you? Like the nickel on the strings in your good old Gibson guitar Tell me, what it feel like? Like the smoke in the drawl of your "Y'all" and the way you talk slow Oh yeah, yeah Like the songs that your mama sang to you And the way that it makes you tell the truth If you come from where you come, then you were born tough Here, say where you come from It's not what you wanna do, it's what you're gonna do Now, it's no place to run If that's what you're gonna do, what am I gonna do? (Tough) Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude (yeah, yeah) Like a .38 made out of brass Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass (grandpa's glass) Life's gonna do what it does (ooh) Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough (shine, shine) Tough You wanna come to the Nawf? (Mm-hm) I'll show you around That's why I said, "Come take a ride with me" When? Whenever, whenever you ready Call on me, brr I'll give it back when I get there Alright, that's a bet

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah