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Tu Diablo (remix) (part. ITHAN NY, Pailita, El Jordan 23, Nickoog Clk y Tunechikidd)

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Tu Diablo (remix) (part. ITHAN NY, Pailita, El Jordan 23, Nickoog Clk y Tunechikidd)

(Mami, soy tu diablo
Nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo)
Indica, ITHAN
Ando con el Pailita, con El Jordan, el Tune y la bandita
El Brray se vino con seis de PR y las seis dice que son maldita'
Prr, este es el remix Flow New York, ey, jaja
Ella quiere perreíto pa' la pare'
Vacilar con el Moët
Ella quiere party punky, la panty quítate

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Paso viendo las rede' y subo un palo
Pa' ver si responde', te llamo y no dice aló

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Paso viendo las rede' y subo un palo
Pa' ver si responde', te llamo y no dice aló

Mami, soy tu diablo
Si tú quiere' maldade' te hago
Pide lo que tú quiera', to' pago
E-E-En tu tota voy a dejar un lago

Le gusta sacarse foto' con el palo, prr
Le gustan los malo', le compro regalo'
Conmigo se viene, me carga los palo'
Billete contamo', fumamo' los gramo'
La baby lo mamó, dale
Es loca que acá andamo' to' bacano'
A ningún hijo de la maraca se la respetamo'

Colombiana, tiene' gana'
De que te mate las gana' en la cama
Tú me llama', te prendo en llama'
No me importa que sean las seis de la mañana
Y, tú, uh-uh
Baby, me gustaste
Tú, uh
Desde que te vi en lo oscuro

Flow New York, ey
Dale, muévete, que tiene el culo como una Range Rover
Te regalo un perfume Versace que yo me robé
Adentro 'el party no hay nadie que se retobé
Te meto el chino tuerto que por un solo ojo ve

Blanquita, mai, mamacita
Le da sendo corte, baila solita
No hay día que ella la combi repita
No insista', que tiene muchos en la lista

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Con ninguno me igualo, adentro del party me instalo
Y las mamis bella' reventando las botella' mientras suena mis palo'
Llama y te lo instalo

Ma, yo sé que tú quiere'
Yo abajo y tú arriba, tú y yo con tu amiga, oh-oh

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu pato feo
Meto mano y jalo dedo
Si quieren problema, sin ata'o los chipeteo
Cualquier hueá, yo del haba los meo

Soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Fiesta punky con toa' esas perra'
Donde te pille ramiando, te la instalo

El que se meta lo agarro a palo'
Me lo mama mientra' el tussi inhalo
En su casa fiesta punky, a lo Yankee me instalo
Le escupo la cara, la agarro de las mecha'
Le pego vola'o en ketamina mientra' con el Lansky grabo sendo palo

Con mis tema' en la disco me perrea
Se ascurrió y dejó a ese gonorrea
Sale pa' la calle con la combi nueva
Gucci, Dolce y se quita la correa
Prr, el Nicko, pero el OG
Te puse en cuatro en pelota otra ve'
Bailando como una bichota en la pare'
Cómo le gusta a mi bebé

Mami, soy tu diablo, solo marca al 666
Pa' hacerte la 69, como las sombras de grey
Me gusta tu culo, pero me fascina tu face
'Tamo viviendo a lo maldito, como en el GTA

Party, mujere', mari tú quiere'
A tu diablo déjalo en la casa haciendo los debere'
Importante tu novio se las dé super héroe
Yo te hago el Spider Man y no tengo ni podere'

La noche está pa' un Phillie, un shot de Henny
Una buena disco, la música, un buen DJ
Que ponga una del Castii, no te haga' la difícil
Tú sabe' que conmigo todo lo tiene' easy

Esta noche tengo la casa sola
Y quiero jugar contigo al papá y a la mamá
Yo soy tu diablo
Y me gusta cómo tú te pone' a mamar

Aquí llegó Pailita, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Cada ve' que voy pa'l estudio sale un palo
Ya tiene' mi número, si llama', digo: Aló

Tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Paso viendo las rede', mami, yo subo un palo
Pa' ver si responde', te llamo y no dice aló

Andamo' Flow New York, Nike, Dior
Arriba de la BM, en la cintura la Glock
Acá estamo' todo benne, la pongo modo Sport
Y nos vamo' a dosciento' con el ITHAN NY

Ahora partimo' el remix, bellaquita
Tu nene malo que hoy te invita
Me gusta ese corte que tiene de maldita
Baby, tú estás dura, nadie que te compita, prr, prr

Despué' del party, mami, suéltate
En la muñeca un Philippe Patek
Nos vamo' a dosciento' en el Audi A3
Y en la correa tengo la Glock 23

Ma, yo sé que tú quiere'
Yo abajo y tú arriba, tú y yo con tu amiga
(Los verdadero' hijo de la gran puta, baby)

Malo hasta que te lo pongo, a ti no me opongo
Adentro te lo escondo, ¿qué pasó?
Pa' este corazón no existe bondo
Muchas quieren llegar al condo y ni les respondo

El típico bandido antagonista de la película
Mi polola dándome mandíbula
Una nota ridícula, les da con especular
Pero sin testigo ocular no nos pueden vincular

Por to' mis tatuaje' piensan que soy delincuente, ey
Eso era ante', ahora dejo que el joseo sea el que lo cuente
Mángame tranquilo, con la baby, con un sueldo en los lente'
(Sin cojone' lo que diga la gente)

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y el pelo te jalo
Paso viendo las rede' y subo un palo
Pa' ver si responde', te llamo y no dice aló

Mami, soy tu diablo, tu nene malo
Te escupo y del pelo te jalo
Fronteen las rede' con los palo'
Solo llama, que te lo instalo

Brr, brr
Flow New York, ey, ey
Tunechikidd
Pa' las babie', pa' la calle
Nicko, El OG, de OG Kush pa' fumar
Y el money pa' gastar
Los diablo' originale', prr, prr
Y en el remix
Te traje a Pailita, El Jordan 23 y Brray, dime qué es la que hay
Mami, dime qué fai, ja
(Pa' que lo baile, pa' que se lo goce)
Pa' que lo baile, pa' que se lo goce

Your Devil (remix) (feat. ITHAN NY, Pailita, El Jordan 23, Nickoog Clk and Tunechikidd)

(Mom, I'm your devil
Bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair)
Indica, ITHAN
I'm with Pailita, with El Jordan, Tune and the gang
El Brray came with six from PR and the six say they're cursed
Prr, this is the New York Flow remix, hey, haha
She wants to dance for the couple
Have fun with the Moët
She wants a punky party, take off your panties

Mom, I'm your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
I keep an eye on the networks and upload a post
To see if you respond, I call you and you don't say hello

Mom, I'm your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
I keep an eye on the networks and upload a post
To see if you respond, I call you and you don't say hello

Mom, I'm your devil
If you want wickedness, I'll do it for you
Ask for whatever you want, I'll pay for everything
I-I-I'll leave a lake in your tota

She likes taking pictures with the stick, prr
She likes the bad boys, I buy her gifts
She comes with me, she carries the sticks for me
We count money, we smoke grams
The baby sucked it, come on
It's crazy that we're here all cool
We don't respect any son of a bitch

Colombian, you want
For me to kill your desires in bed
You call me, I ignite you
I don't care if it's six in the morning
And, you, uh-uh
Baby, I liked you
You, uh
Since I saw you in the dark

New York Flow, hey
Come on, move, she has a butt like a Range Rover
I'll give you a Versace perfume that I stole
Inside the party, no one backs down
I'll put the one-eyed Chinese who sees through one eye

White girl, mai, mamacita
She's so cool, she dances alone
She doesn't repeat the same outfit any day
Don't insist, she has many on the list

Mom, I'm your devil, your bad boy
I'm unmatched by anyone, I settle into the party
And the beautiful moms popping bottles while my songs play
Call and I'll set it up for you

Ma, I know you want
Me below and you above, you and me with your friend, oh-oh

Mom, I'm your devil, your ugly duckling
I touch and pull fingers
If they want trouble, I'll chip them without ties
Anything, I piss on them

I'm your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
Punky party with all those bitches
Wherever I catch you partying, I'll set it up

Whoever gets involved, I hit them with a stick
They suck me while I inhale the tussi
At her house punky party, I settle in Yankee style
I spit on her face, grab her by the hair
I hit her high on ketamine while I record a great post with Lansky

With my songs in the club, she twerks for me
She slipped and left that gonorrhea
She goes out to the street with the new outfit
Gucci, Dolce and takes off the belt
Prr, Nicko, but the OG
I put you on all fours naked again
Dancing like a boss in the couple
How my baby likes it

Mom, I'm your devil, just dial 666
To make you the 69, like the shades of grey
I like your butt, but I love your face
We're living like the damned, like in GTA

Party, women, Mary you want
Leave your devil at home doing homework
Your boyfriend should be a superhero
I'll be Spider Man for you and I don't even have powers

The night is for a Phillie, a shot of Henny
A good club, the music, a good DJ
Put on a Castii song, don't play hard to get
You know that with me everything is easy

Tonight I have the house to myself
And I want to play with you mom and dad
I'm your devil
And I like how you start sucking

Here comes Pailita, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
Every time I go to the studio, a post comes out
You already have my number, if you call, I say: Hello

Your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
I keep an eye on the networks, mom, I upload a post
To see if you respond, I call you and you don't say hello

We're in New York Flow, Nike, Dior
On the BM, with the Glock on the waist
We're all good here, I put it in Sport mode
And we're going to two hundred with ITHAN NY

Now we start the remix, naughty girl
Your bad boy who invites you today
I like that cut you have as a curse
Baby, you're tough, no one can compete with you, prr, prr

After the party, mom, let go
On the wrist a Philippe Patek
We're going to two hundred in the Audi A3
And on the belt I have the Glock 23

Ma, I know you want
Me below and you above, you and me with your friend
(The real sons of bitches, baby)

Bad until I put it on you, I don't oppose you
I hide it inside you, what happened?
For this heart there is no bondo
Many want to reach the condo and I don't even respond

The typical antagonist bandit from the movie
My girlfriend giving me jaw
A ridiculous note, they speculate
But without an eyewitness, they can't link us

Because of all my tattoos they think I'm a criminal, hey
That was before, now I let the gossip be the one to tell it
Mangame calmly, with the baby, with a salary in the lenses
(Without giving a damn what people say)

Mom, I'm your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
I keep an eye on the networks and upload a post
To see if you respond, I call you and you don't say hello

Mom, I'm your devil, your bad boy
I spit on you and pull your hair
I keep an eye on the networks and upload a post
To see if you respond, I call you and you don't say hello

We're in New York Flow, hey, hey
Tunechikidd
For the babes, for the street
Nicko, The OG, from OG Kush to smoke
And the money to spend
The original devils, prr, prr
And in the remix
I brought you Pailita, El Jordan 23 and Brray, tell me what's up
Mom, tell me what's up, ha
(For her to dance, for her to enjoy)
For her to dance, for her to enjoy


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