Cartel De Santa Ahora Sí Voy a Lokear Lyrics English Translation

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Put the vick in the spoon

That I want a paniqueada

Trait the boat with ash

That there in santa is what rhyph

Traite a spotlight on limestone

And a speck to fine-tune

A few chelas and a few batteries

That now if I'm going to crazy

Bum, drogo I get with everything

I'm already up to the log

What I do to him or mode

If I cry, I'll be punished by the devil

There is no re-effect for such a malsander bato

When I'm on, I turn on

And to the point where you know

I guess the ministerials are coming to my chante

Kids better and don't even get hot

Why Life Teaches

That the bigger the vice, the bigger the problem

But if you're already lost in the shrink

I don't even know the system

Put the vick in the spoon

That I want a paniqueada

Trait the boat with ash

That there in santa is what rhyph

Traite a spotlight on limestone

And a speck to fine-tune

A few chelas and a few batteries

That now if I'm going to row

I like every mother's life

Traveling like air and nothing else

If it were the drop my brain focuses

And everyone floats my senses capture something else

Let the real thing do what they put in front of me all the time

I'm ready I bring my lips asleep

You had a good cliff

I don't think I'd like a gun

Take out a mirror and card to continue

With carnal saint-style stripes

Suitable for gram-to-gram noses as a nothing more

I bring my heart to everything that gives

And the wey at the window keeps looking at me

Total panic just a few babes

With some oils to follow the cowgirl

Pure happiness pure happiness

Take off your light and we're going to fly

I like every mother's life

Traveling like air and nothing else

If it were the drop my brain focuses

And everyone floats my senses capture something else

That the real thing

Put the frost in the spotlight

That I want to go mega crazy

Two cri-cri scratches

So it burns my nose

Four days without sleep

And some oaxaca mushrooms

A road I punctured

I feel like I'm screwing up

I swallow mushrooms I get to the chongo

More hallucinated than the monkey's tatoo

Komodo the dragon of this journey

If laughter atheizes you, it takes away any courage

I didn't bring luggage or lizard

There's no got everything I'm wearing anymore

On the nail of the shoe

And then I take out something for him

But I want her in greña

That it's not very cooked that sburying it is a roe

I know the street was very clear about the subject

And so I can explain if you already know the system

Put the vick in the spoon

That I want a paniqueada

Trait the boat with ash

That there in santa is what rhyph

Traite a spotlight on limestone

And a speck to fine-tune

A few chelas and a few batteries

That now if I'm going to crazy

I like to spend it with my dogs

Pretending to smoke some quality wood

If there are strong acids I will sail in my mind

And all of a sudden from one second to the next

I'll start hallucinating

I've seen things that many don't even see in their dreams

I live on a journey but on a journey of the good

Ten amenos full of high variety

If I'm happy, I owe him

Al m de ma and my pupils will not stop growing

I've got a dry mouth but it's not thirsty

I was born to fly I have no solution

In a crazy contest I'd be the champion

I always want more I'm never satisfied

Even if the heart wants to get out of my chest

About to explode about to explode

Take off your light and we're going to fly

I like every mother's life

Traveling like air and nothing else

If it were the drop my brain focuses

And everyone floats my senses capture something else

That the real thing

Put the vick in the spoon

That I want a paniqueada

Trait the boat with ash

That there in santa is what rhyph

Traite a spotlight on limestone

And a speck to fine-tune

A few chelas and a few batteries

That now if I'm going to crazy

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