Saturday (feat. Scooby G) - Matchez Malone

You washed in cigarettes, she light a fire Got me coughin' out my high Yeah, you the type to try to throw my ass in jail Just because I was alive Honey, you ain't no angel, you know lovin' is fatal You get off on betrayal, I guess we are the same though We could've taken this shit all the way to Mars If we just played the parts, but Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful Why is it you want me dead? Callin' me unfaithful, faithful But you know who you did it with How am I supposed to lay low, lay low When things you sold me I regret? Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful, you say You should know that she was just another face I was tryna get a taste But you're selfless of my shoes Don't you say, I need you to give me space Honey, you ain't no angel, you know lovin' is fatal You get off on betrayal, I guess we are the same though Maybe shit would be a little different, babe If I kept my ass in place, but Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful Why is it you want me dead? Callin' me unfaithful, faithful But you know who you did it with How am I supposed to lay low, lay low When things you sold me I regret? Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful, you say You say that I can't hold you, I can't hold you down Yeah, always live in overdrive and then it's over You say that you can't hold me, you can't hold me down You say Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful Why is it you want me dead? Callin' me unfaithful, 'faithful But you know who you did it with How am I supposed to lay low, lay low When things you sold me I regret? Love is fuckin' hateful, hateful, you say

-Quién no más cobardes y viles criaturas Pero yo las balas las sé esquivar! Están tirando al cuerpo! Así no vale! Así gritaba Shorty Malone A los agentes de policía Que con gran furia lo perseguían Por las montañas del gran cañón. Cowboy petiso de mal talante La sucesión de sus fechorías Tenía en jaque todos los días De todo Texas la población. Shorty a la vista! -Ahí viene Shorty! -Ahí viene Shorty! Como un reguero entre vaqueros esta alarma corre La peor peste del oeste se aproxima aquí Y ante el malvado cowboy que mata gente de a diez Y siembra espanto a la vez, a disparar! Y ante el malvado cowboy que mata gente de a diez Y siembra espanto a la vez, a disparar! Era un bandido tan pervertido Que hasta a los niños en escarpines Les arrancaba los chupetines Y entonces él se ponía a chupar. Este cuatrero inescrupuloso Si con un globo a un niño veía En perforarlo se divertía Para hacer al niño chillar. Shorty a la vista! -Ahí viene Shorty! -Ahí viene Shorty! Como un reguero entre vaqueros esta alarma corre La peor peste del oeste se aproxima aquí Y ante el malvado cowboy que mata gente de a diez Y siembra espanto a la vez, a disparar! Y ante el malvado cowboy que mata gente de a diez Y siembra espanto a la vez, a disparar!