Lyrics for Charlotte A by DIAZZ TM
You have the body of a model Someone is going to make you touch the sky Every time I see you in the Foter That of chocolates and cinnamon You are beautiful but not trophic In the cappuccino I see you I paint your lips caramel Touching your hair I get tangled Charlotte Singing lico and drunk pa ‘lo tei I take you by the arm with gel nails You in Ibiza and I walking through your skin Carlota why don’t you sing to me in Re Yey, Mary Jane, I see your ass and I say hey I don’t know if this is love Or is it fate, final six Come on brother, do you see it To the Russians, do not call Because you are for me I for you This song in the hard end I wish I had all that ass as a pillow You are provoking me so much that you cast spells on me That I will not leave you alone I swear I will give you a ring because I want to be your king We are much more than friends even though we live without law I tell you in your language Bug want a fucking say I would spend my whole life watching you pass by Charlotte Singing lico and drunk pa ‘lo tei I take you by the arm with gel nails You in Ibiza and I walking through your skin Carlota why don’t you sing to me in Re Yey, Mary Jane, I see your ass and I say hey I don’t know if this is love or destiny, final six Come on brother, you see it To the Russians, do not call Because you are For me I for you Every day The dragons of the part would like to have you as a ferris wheel Now that I know if it smokes glory I know your body by heart But it is that secret of victory You know that I understand that you do not want anything else And now that you are gone are thorns of a rose With you life would be as more beautiful It had been a long time since I felt butterflies Charlotte Singing lico and drunk pa ‘lo tei I take you by the arm with gel nails You in Ibiza and I walking through your skin Carlota because Don’t you sing to me in Re Yey, Mary Jane, I see your ass and I say hey I don’t know if this is love or is destiny, final six Come on brother, you see it To the Russians, do not call Because you are for me I for you Every day
Writer (s): Carlos Díaz Chaves, Rodrigo Ballesteros Cabañas
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