Proxima B - Jon Brooks

No es lo mismo cuando me besas ya Aunque sigo teniendo gana' yo Me despierto en la mañana con otra si tú no está', ah-ah Yo trato de dártelo todo y tú actuando como si nada Y sé, que al rato estás ilusionada Pero es que ya pa' la próxima (Duro, boy) Me olvido de que tienes sentimiento' Yo sé que fue pasaje del momento No sé por qué te dije lo que siento Pero es que pa' la próxima Te cojo de juguete sexual (Baby) Y juego con tu estado mental (Ajá) Cuida'o No te vaya' a enamorar porque entonces pa' la próxima (Yeah; plo) Pa' la próxima nos comemo' y bye, bye (Bye) Le damo' duro sin freno y a volar como el fly (Ah) Y antes chingábamo' dentro del Crown Victoria Pero cambió la historia (Jejeje) Y ahora es mínimo el Waldorf Astoria Yo tu tóxico y tú era' mi toxi De treinta son las Oxy Yo quiero contigo, no con la proxi Porque to'as las que se pegan, ninguna es tu dimension Quieren sacarme mention, quieren sacarme pension, yeah Calor en invierno y frío en el desierto A vece' te pienso durmiendo y te sueño despierto Yo contigo al cien y tú conmigo al cero, cero, cero Y por ese culo, baby, más nunca me muero, muero (Prr) Ya boté la Beretta por Bottega Veneta Boté la sig sauer pa' estar contigo twenty-four hours Sin pensar en lo que valga Es que las noche' eran larga' Baby, yo ponía el Ferro y Tú ponía' las nalga' (Duro, boy; ja; brra, brra, brra) Pa' la próxima Me olvido de que tienes sentimiento' Yo sé que fue pasaje del momento No sé por qué te dije lo que siento Pero es que pa' la próxima Te cojo de juguete sexual Y juego con tu estado mental (Jajajaja) Cuida'o No te vaya' a enamorar porque entonces pa' la próxima (Yeah, yeah) Te gusta cómo en la cama te destruyo (Plo, plo; yeah) Pero yo tengo la mía y tú tiene' el tuyo, baby Yo tengo un par que le meto sin hacer ruido Pero en el Instagram dicen: "Coscu, ese es mi marido" (Sí, claro) Rompe-Rompe corazone' Y ya estoy inmune a las emocione' A mezclar los sentimiento' y dedicar cancione' Inmune a to' el reguerete de pasiones (Plo, plo, plo) Pero cuando nos vamos a la cama Inmune a los condone' No te enchules, baby, no te enchulo Otro caso no me formule' Cuando la bellaquera se acumule Me tiras si quieres verme aunque sea por FaceTime O si quiere' ver el Lambo blanco y rojo carmine (Brrr) Frankie Ruiz tú eres mi cura y tú estás dura, dura Como decía El Father, esta noche es de travesura' Baby, a la movie le damo' play And you know we've Been fuckin' all night, we've been fuckin' all day, yeah En la noche ya no duermo solo Si tú no estás tengo a otra que siempre dice que sí Puedes olvidarlo todo y no me baje' la nota Con tus mensaje' de amor porque ya no estoy pa' ti Pero es que ya pa' la próxima Me olvido de que tienes sentimiento' (Jajaja) Yo sé que fue pasaje del momento (Normal) No sé por qué te dije lo que siento Pero es que pa' la próxima Te cojo de juguete sexual Y juego con tu estado mental (Ajá) Cuida'o No te vayas a enamorar porque entonces pa' la próxima You are playin' him on like you play against him Corleone Corleone da Chencho Y El Princi Rottweillas Duran The Coach Baby, pa' la próxima nos vemo', normal Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa Jajaja Y chequea'o, normal No me llame', yo te llamo

Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Stopping on your block You see me coming through Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Bitch, do you see what he has done to you Open up that shit like butterfly doors I don't take the good ones I just find whores King of this here game I'm the lion, roar Do not tell me about my flow Until you find yours Get it together I cover you red like you fucking spaghetti I'm sipping some specialty Now I got plenty These bitches gonna celebrate All of these bitches gonna throw my confetti I said that I got it Little bitch I been ready Since Billy and Mandy and Ed Ed and Eddy I had this shit since I was cuddling teddys All day and all night like just call me Kid Cudi Woah Who you know stopping the kid Who you know popping like this North Pole? Thank you, Santa I just went and bought ice for my wrist Skrt, Skrt, Skrt, Skrt, Skrt, Skrt Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Stopping on your block You see me coming through Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Bitch, do you see what he has done to you Skrt Skrt With a V8 engine Got my oil changed Now I got the juice And I be blowing cash I'm paid Need something that's hard to do Just watch what I arrange Ya'll got corny lines, we heard you But you ain't go hard up in the paint I'm stranger things, Eleven Feeling strange since I was 11 God was calling me to something I just didn't have reception Let me work, don't interrupt The whole damn system is corrupt Free A$AP Rocky (Free Flacko) Shoot Swedish cops with a snub Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Stopping on your block You see me coming through Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Stopping on your block You see me coming through Drop top All up on your bitch like BMW I pop pop Bitch, do you see what he has done to you Drop top all up on your bitch

Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'? In the lane, snow is glistenin' A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight Walkin' in a winter wonderland Gone away is the bluebird Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song as we go along Walkin' in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman And pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say, "Are you married?" We'll say, "No, man" But you can do the job when you're in town Later on we'll conspire as we dream by the fire To face unafraid the plans that we made Walkin' in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman And pretend that he's a circus clown We'll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman 'Til the little buckaroos knock him down When it snows (when it snows) And it ain't thrillin' Though your nose gets a chillin' We'll frolic and play the cowboy way Walkin' in a winter wonderland Walkin' (walkin', wlkin') In a winter wonderland

(One more shot, one more shot) (One more shot, one more shot) (One more shot, one more shot) One shot, two shot, three, Tequila, floor Cowboy bouncer's 'bout to bowl me out the door Jose got me stumblin', mumblin' like a fool That worm's got a kick like a Tennessee mule Wake up in the mornin', hurtin' head, skinned knees Ain't no doubt about what's put a whoopin' on me Tequila Goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on you fast Tequila Great big buzz in a little bitty glass Tequila Glass, salt, straight up, chilled lemon, lime Blue on the rocks, frozen margarita time Mexicali, Blue Agave, fire in a bottle Too much Cabo Wabo, do the Cucharacha wobble You think by now a drinkin' man would learn You don't go toe to toe with that little bitty worm Tequila Goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on you fast Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass Tequila Tequila Goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on you fast Tequila Great big buzz in a little bitty glass Tequila I said, tequila Goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on you fast Tequila Great big buzz in a little bitty glass Tequila (One more shot) (One more shot) (One more shot) (One more shot)

I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue just thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't be the same, if you're not here with me When the blue snowflakes start falling When those blue melody start calling You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white And I'll have a blue Christmas I'll have a blue Christmas I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain And when that blue heart-ache start hurting You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of wine I'll have a blue, blue Christmas I'll have a blue, blue Christmas Uh uh uh uh