Official Music Video
Nothin New by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard", slotId: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard" });
"Nothin New" lyrics
Russ & The Game Lyrics
"Nothin New"
(feat. The Game)
[Russ:]
Writin' raps and watchin' camera feeds, pistol for my sanity
Lyin', sayin', "I'm doin' fine", gotta keep the fam at ease
God be havin' plans for me, I let them reveal themselves
My music is medicine for people tryna heal themselves, feel themselves
I think my confidence be pissin' a few of you off
But what you hate in me is missin' in you, and you soft
I be bitin', I be chippin' the tooth, while you bark
I'm everything that you be wishin' was you, but you not
Y'all in a deep sleep, the game ain't what it seems, peep
They muddy the waters just to try to make it seem deep
Made eight million dollars plus two hundred grand in three weeks
Supermodel suck me clean, I love my little neat freaks
Everyone on my team eats
I employ my comrades, no one's lookin' at job ads
Not only have I seen the whole world but we all have, my mom has too
I got a house with a gate and my mom has two (That's a fact)
I'm the truth, CEO and all my companies succeeded
Hustlin' until there is no introduction needed
Hit the blunt, I'm weeded, fifth of rum this evenin'
The jig is up, y'all sittin' up, I'm interruptin' sleepin'
Ain't no money in the music, that's what the industry says
Made twenty million independent, dawg, the industry's dead
I'm a brand owner, land owner, makin' money, hand over fits
Never hand over this, are you stupid? Ha
I've been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin' me
I've been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin' what I do (Do), step out and they know it's me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain't talking 'bout shit)
Y'all ain't sayin' shit, y'all ain't talking 'bout nothin'
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don't have to sell your soul to be somethin'
'Cause I'm the truth, yeah, this nothin' new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[The Game:]
I thought I heard a non-platinum goin' niggas say somethin'
Heard your album last night, at best it was aight
Got some hoes comin' over, ain't shit we can play from it
Every other song, you get a Draco and spray somethin'
Raised off Hov and Nas, keep them niggas away from us
Hear the drums on this bitch and think Dr. Dre comin'
He not, it's the one man D-Block
In some classic Rebooks, off three shots, feelin' like 3 'Pacs
I fucked more models than Puff off Ciroc than he did
Ask Drake what I did at his crib Labor Day weekend
I've been shot, I've been stabbed, still wavin' this red flag
The man behind Demi Lovato success after rehab
Couple lawsuits, the blocks ain't lost what we had
I'm like Louis Vuitton stitchin', bitch, I get to the bag
Underdog 'til the death of me, the Chronic seed, the sesame
It's sound classic 'cause I got old Andre Young recipes
Murderin' beats is like sex to me
Fuckin' the track is like Yung Miami layin' next to me
Room dark as Kodak Black when I'm off this ecstasy
That ass gettin' Nipsey slapped if that pussy testin' me
So come test me, yuh body flow pon' the river, nigga
Bigger than the lips on '96 Jigga
And don't try to twist my words like rollin' herbs
You drove past my truck, Reasonable Doubt is what your heard, nerds
I see nothin' but see Urkels in your circle
Diss and I'ma hurt you, pull it and I'ma murk you
Your bitch see the top of my star, I'm poppin' her too
Your GoFundMe only did half, she in your hearse too
Open that casket, give that bastard the church view
He died with your bitch, yeah, that's what call the bird flu
Your momma cryin', thinking 'bout the day you lost your first tooth
All she need is time, I told her, "Patience is a virtue"
[Russ:]
I've been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin' me
I've been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin' what I do (Do), step out and they know it's me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain't talking 'bout shit)
Y'all ain't sayin' shit, y'all ain't talking 'bout nothin'
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don't have to sell your soul to be somethin'
'Cause I'm the truth, yeah, this nothin' new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[The Game & Daryl Hall:]
Hey, Russ
You thought you was gon' body me on your own shit?
Haha, hell nah, you already know
But I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, can't go for that
Can't go for that, can't go for that
I can go for being twice as nice
if ( /Android|webOS|iPhone|iPod|iPad|BlackBerry|IEMobile|Opera Mini/i.test(navigator.userAgent) )
{
document.getElementById('azmxmbanner').style.display='block';
document.write('<div style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;">'+
'<iframe scrolling="no" style="border: 0px none; overflow:hidden;" src="//adv.mxmcdn.net/br/t1.0/m_js/e_0/sn_0/l_27114865/su_0/rs_0/tr_3vUCAOV2YfN34xwpLD5CsgmkYhjoHvxTXPW3yOhQAJ0QN22BgDH9FEh90vTdGvKVHZwWAx06GRqlaOOmZd1jgIMXUHoWC4afURqdQXO76Wu3h9m409bnno6kx6b2d42OoYAtdTeXZh_7Ipxr8aWz6snrMXfy6SU8uj65jPJwrQaZFgabz8yBVe4r3cbbOmNl-gmxoQkdrhIsJBPwVQmvr_9lX-NvnFNnrJQhhDW0hXHj9XaeAVrtzyVnRS-48WYQOuAk3pibepwzm-mT9BO96GpaP5yql12Az6vAcOZ_hMmYJ-M22uJdvB7PfEhNO3_T_7ZINSifgR5IWi8EW3ctAtYs6KcaMJV4kOVDLlsRIs3Bbk7_w1v4xtJ5kxymeQkL0_MoS4p-8Of5SX6Bd1S0yDnN_zcrussJGggOtpmLa6gjR-XA0ycRoIIzIq4qKOqBx0lhDG9b0ROfBRxED58/" width="290px" height="50px"></iframe>'+
'</div>');
}
Submit Corrections
Writer(s): Sara Allen, John Oates, Daryl Hall, Russell Vitale
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_btf_2", slotId: "azlyrics_btf_2" });
AZLyrics
R
Russ Lyrics
album: "Chomp 2" (2021)
Sheep
Blue Chip
Bucket Hat Low
Nothin New
Salute
Faith
Free
Top Of The World
Note To Self
Hustler Freestyle
Distance
Get It
Enjoy The View
Golden
You May Also Like
J. Cole - "Neighbors" I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Yeah, I don't want no picture with the...
Ty Dolla $ign - "Love U Better" ...head, all night long
You wanted me to love
Mustard on the beat, ho Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Pull up...
Vic Mensa - "Reverse" Mello made it right Aston Martin, push-button motor (yeah)
Migos on the ice (yeah), anti-sober
Go, oh, oh, don't get hurt
Turn around and throw it in reverse (whoop)
Let me see how you work
You boys...
Miguel - "Sky Walker" (Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador)
Cap and a stem, catch a wave on us (splish)
Take...
GoldLink - "Crew" She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you...
Search
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Nothin New by Russ
Nothin New* (original Russ)
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard", slotId: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard" });
"Nothin New" lyrics
Russ & The Game Lyrics
"Nothin New"
(feat. The Game)
[Russ:]
Writin' raps and watchin' camera feeds, pistol for my sanity
Lyin', sayin', "I'm doin' fine", gotta keep the fam at ease
God be havin' plans for me, I let them reveal themselves
My music is medicine for people tryna heal themselves, feel themselves
I think my confidence be pissin' a few of you off
But what you hate in me is missin' in you, and you soft
I be bitin', I be chippin' the tooth, while you bark
I'm everything that you be wishin' was you, but you not
Y'all in a deep sleep, the game ain't what it seems, peep
They muddy the waters just to try to make it seem deep
Made eight million dollars plus two hundred grand in three weeks
Supermodel suck me clean, I love my little neat freaks
Everyone on my team eats
I employ my comrades, no one's lookin' at job ads
Not only have I seen the whole world but we all have, my mom has too
I got a house with a gate and my mom has two (That's a fact)
I'm the truth, CEO and all my companies succeeded
Hustlin' until there is no introduction needed
Hit the blunt, I'm weeded, fifth of rum this evenin'
The jig is up, y'all sittin' up, I'm interruptin' sleepin'
Ain't no money in the music, that's what the industry says
Made twenty million independent, dawg, the industry's dead
I'm a brand owner, land owner, makin' money, hand over fits
Never hand over this, are you stupid? Ha
I've been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin' me
I've been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin' what I do (Do), step out and they know it's me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain't talking 'bout shit)
Y'all ain't sayin' shit, y'all ain't talking 'bout nothin'
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don't have to sell your soul to be somethin'
'Cause I'm the truth, yeah, this nothin' new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[The Game:]
I thought I heard a non-platinum goin' niggas say somethin'
Heard your album last night, at best it was aight
Got some hoes comin' over, ain't shit we can play from it
Every other song, you get a Draco and spray somethin'
Raised off Hov and Nas, keep them niggas away from us
Hear the drums on this bitch and think Dr. Dre comin'
He not, it's the one man D-Block
In some classic Rebooks, off three shots, feelin' like 3 'Pacs
I fucked more models than Puff off Ciroc than he did
Ask Drake what I did at his crib Labor Day weekend
I've been shot, I've been stabbed, still wavin' this red flag
The man behind Demi Lovato success after rehab
Couple lawsuits, the blocks ain't lost what we had
I'm like Louis Vuitton stitchin', bitch, I get to the bag
Underdog 'til the death of me, the Chronic seed, the sesame
It's sound classic 'cause I got old Andre Young recipes
Murderin' beats is like sex to me
Fuckin' the track is like Yung Miami layin' next to me
Room dark as Kodak Black when I'm off this ecstasy
That ass gettin' Nipsey slapped if that pussy testin' me
So come test me, yuh body flow pon' the river, nigga
Bigger than the lips on '96 Jigga
And don't try to twist my words like rollin' herbs
You drove past my truck, Reasonable Doubt is what your heard, nerds
I see nothin' but see Urkels in your circle
Diss and I'ma hurt you, pull it and I'ma murk you
Your bitch see the top of my star, I'm poppin' her too
Your GoFundMe only did half, she in your hearse too
Open that casket, give that bastard the church view
He died with your bitch, yeah, that's what call the bird flu
Your momma cryin', thinking 'bout the day you lost your first tooth
All she need is time, I told her, "Patience is a virtue"
[Russ:]
I've been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin' me
I've been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin' what I do (Do), step out and they know it's me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain't talking 'bout shit)
Y'all ain't sayin' shit, y'all ain't talking 'bout nothin'
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don't have to sell your soul to be somethin'
'Cause I'm the truth, yeah, this nothin' new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[The Game & Daryl Hall:]
Hey, Russ
You thought you was gon' body me on your own shit?
Haha, hell nah, you already know
But I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, no, no can do
I can't go for that, can't go for that
Can't go for that, can't go for that
I can go for being twice as nice
if ( /Android|webOS|iPhone|iPod|iPad|BlackBerry|IEMobile|Opera Mini/i.test(navigator.userAgent) )
{
document.getElementById('azmxmbanner').style.display='block';
document.write('<div style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;">'+
'<iframe scrolling="no" style="border: 0px none; overflow:hidden;" src="//adv.mxmcdn.net/br/t1.0/m_js/e_0/sn_0/l_27114865/su_0/rs_0/tr_3vUCAOV2YfN34xwpLD5CsgmkYhjoHvxTXPW3yOhQAJ0QN22BgDH9FEh90vTdGvKVHZwWAx06GRqlaOOmZd1jgIMXUHoWC4afURqdQXO76Wu3h9m409bnno6kx6b2d42OoYAtdTeXZh_7Ipxr8aWz6snrMXfy6SU8uj65jPJwrQaZFgabz8yBVe4r3cbbOmNl-gmxoQkdrhIsJBPwVQmvr_9lX-NvnFNnrJQhhDW0hXHj9XaeAVrtzyVnRS-48WYQOuAk3pibepwzm-mT9BO96GpaP5yql12Az6vAcOZ_hMmYJ-M22uJdvB7PfEhNO3_T_7ZINSifgR5IWi8EW3ctAtYs6KcaMJV4kOVDLlsRIs3Bbk7_w1v4xtJ5kxymeQkL0_MoS4p-8Of5SX6Bd1S0yDnN_zcrussJGggOtpmLa6gjR-XA0ycRoIIzIq4qKOqBx0lhDG9b0ROfBRxED58/" width="290px" height="50px"></iframe>'+
'</div>');
}
Submit Corrections
Writer(s): Sara Allen, John Oates, Daryl Hall, Russell Vitale
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_btf_2", slotId: "azlyrics_btf_2" });
AZLyrics
R
Russ Lyrics
album: "Chomp 2" (2021)
Sheep
Blue Chip
Bucket Hat Low
Nothin New
Salute
Faith
Free
Top Of The World
Note To Self
Hustler Freestyle
Distance
Get It
Enjoy The View
Golden
You May Also Like
J. Cole - "Neighbors" I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Yeah, I don't want no picture with the...
Ty Dolla $ign - "Love U Better" ...head, all night long
You wanted me to love
Mustard on the beat, ho Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Pull up...
Vic Mensa - "Reverse" Mello made it right Aston Martin, push-button motor (yeah)
Migos on the ice (yeah), anti-sober
Go, oh, oh, don't get hurt
Turn around and throw it in reverse (whoop)
Let me see how you work
You boys...
Miguel - "Sky Walker" (Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador)
Cap and a stem, catch a wave on us (splish)
Take...
GoldLink - "Crew" She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you...
Search
Nothin New (traducción LyricVerse Team)
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard", slotId: "azlyrics_atf_leaderboard" });
Letra de "Nothin New"
Russ & The Game Lyrics
"Nothin New"
(feat. The Game)
[Russ:]
Escribiendo raps y viendo transmisiones de cámaras, pistola para mi cordura
Mintiendo, diciendo, "Estoy bien", tengo que mantener a la familia tranquila
Dios tiene planes para mí, dejo que se revelen
Mi música es medicina para la gente que intenta curarse, sentirse a sí misma
Creo que mi confianza está cabreando a algunos de ustedes
Pero lo que odias en mí es lo que te falta, y eres débil
Estoy mordiendo, estoy astillando el diente, mientras tú ladras
Soy todo lo que deseas ser, pero no lo eres
Están en un sueño profundo, el juego no es lo que parece, observen
Enturbian las aguas solo para intentar que parezca profundo
Gané ocho millones de dólares más doscientos mil en tres semanas
Una supermodelo me la chupa bien, amo a mis pequeñas maniáticas del orden
Todos en mi equipo comen
Empleo a mis camaradas, nadie está mirando anuncios de trabajo
No solo he visto el mundo entero, sino que todos lo hemos hecho, mi mamá también
Tengo una casa con una puerta y mi mamá tiene dos (Eso es un hecho)
Soy la verdad, CEO y todas mis compañías tuvieron éxito
Trabajando hasta que no se necesite presentación
Le pego al blunt, estoy drogado, quinto de ron esta noche
Se acabó el juego, ustedes están sentados, estoy interrumpiendo el sueño
No hay dinero en la música, eso es lo que dice la industria
Gané veinte millones independientemente, perro, la industria está muerta
Soy dueño de una marca, dueño de tierras, ganando dinero, entregando conjuntos
Nunca entregues esto, ¿eres estúpido? Ja
He estado intentando mantener la calma (Calma), pero la gente sigue provocándome
He estado en movimiento (Movimiento), no puedes acercarte a mí
Haciendo lo que hago (Hago), salgo y saben que soy yo
¿Qué quieres hacer? ¿Qué quieres hacer? (No están hablando de nada)
No están diciendo nada, no están hablando de nada
Compré un coche para todos, todos vinieron con un botón
Le mostré al mundo que no tienes que vender tu alma para ser algo
Porque soy la verdad, sí, esto no es nada nuevo, sí-sí, sí-sí
[The Game:]
Pensé que escuché a unos negros que no son de platino decir algo
Escuché tu álbum anoche, en el mejor de los casos estaba bien
Tengo algunas putas viniendo, no hay nada que podamos reproducir de él
En cada otra canción, consigues un Draco y rocías algo
Criado con Hov y Nas, mantengan a esos negros lejos de nosotros
Escucha los tambores en esta perra y piensa que Dr. Dre viene
No lo está, es el hombre de D-Block
En algunos Rebooks clásicos, con tres tragos, sintiéndome como 3 'Pacs
Me he follado más modelos que Puff con Ciroc de lo que él lo hizo
Pregúntale a Drake qué hice en su casa el fin de semana del Día del Trabajo
Me han disparado, me han apuñalado, sigo ondeando esta bandera roja
El hombre detrás del éxito de Demi Lovato después de la rehabilitación
Un par de demandas, los bloques no han perdido lo que teníamos
Soy como la costura de Louis Vuitton, perra, llego a la bolsa
Perdedor hasta mi muerte, la semilla de Chronic, el sésamo
Suena clásico porque tengo viejas recetas de Andre Young
Asesinar ritmos es como sexo para mí
Follar la pista es como Yung Miami acostada a mi lado
Habitación oscura como Kodak Black cuando estoy fuera de este éxtasis
Ese culo recibirá una bofetada de Nipsey si ese coño me está probando
Así que ven a probarme, tu cuerpo fluye por el río, negro
Más grande que los labios de Jigga del '96
Y no intentes torcer mis palabras como enrollando hierbas
Pasaste por mi camioneta, Reasonable Doubt es lo que escuchaste, nerds
No veo nada más que Urkels en tu círculo
Dis y te lastimaré, tira y te asesinaré
Tu perra ve la cima de mi estrella, también la estoy reventando
Tu GoFundMe solo hizo la mitad, ella también está en tu coche fúnebre
Abre ese ataúd, dale a ese bastardo la vista de la iglesia
Murió con tu perra, sí, a eso lo llamo la gripe aviar
Tu mamá llorando, pensando en el día en que perdiste tu primer diente
Todo lo que necesita es tiempo, le dije, "La paciencia es una virtud"
[Russ:]
He estado intentando mantener la calma (Calma), pero la gente sigue provocándome
He estado en movimiento (Movimiento), no puedes acercarte a mí
Haciendo lo que hago (Hago), salgo y saben que soy yo
¿Qué quieres hacer? ¿Qué quieres hacer? (No están hablando de nada)
No están diciendo nada, no están hablando de nada
Compré un coche para todos, todos vinieron con un botón
Le mostré al mundo que no tienes que vender tu alma para ser algo
Porque soy la verdad, sí, esto no es nada nuevo, sí-sí, sí-sí
[The Game & Daryl Hall:]
Hey, Russ
¿Pensaste que ibas a destrozarme en tu propia mierda?
Haha, diablos no, ya lo sabes
Pero no puedo aceptar eso, no, no puedo hacerlo
No puedo aceptar eso, no, no puedo hacerlo
No puedo aceptar eso, no, no puedo hacerlo
No puedo aceptar eso, no puedo aceptar eso
No puedo aceptar eso, no puedo aceptar eso
Puedo aceptar ser el doble de agradable
if ( /Android|webOS|iPhone|iPod|iPad|BlackBerry|IEMobile|Opera Mini/i.test(navigator.userAgent) )
{
document.getElementById('azmxmbanner').style.display='block';
document.write('<div style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;">'+
'<iframe scrolling="no" style="border: 0px none; overflow:hidden;" src="//adv.mxmcdn.net/br/t1.0/m_js/e_0/sn_0/l_27114865/su_0/rs_0/tr_3vUCAOV2YfN34xwpLD5CsgmkYhjoHvxTXPW3yOhQAJ0QN22BgDH9FEh90vTdGvKVHZwWAx06GRqlaOOmZd1jgIMXUHoWC4afURqdQXO76Wu3h9m409bnno6kx6b2d42OoYAtdTeXZh_7Ipxr8aWz6snrMXfy6SU8uj65jPJwrQaZFgabz8yBVe4r3cbbOmNl-gmxoQkdrhIsJBPwVQmvr_9lX-NvnFNnrJQhhDW0hXHj9XaeAVrtzyVnRS-48WYQOuAk3pibepwzm-mT9BO96GpaP5yql12Az6vAcOZ_hMmYJ-M22uJdvB7PfEhNO3_T_7ZINSifgR5IWi8EW3ctAtYs6KcaMJV4kOVDLlsRIs3Bbk7_w1v4xtJ5kxymeQkL0_MoS4p-8Of5SX6Bd1S0yDnN_zcrussJGggOtpmLa6gjR-XA0ycRoIIzIq4qKOqBx0lhDG9b0ROfBRxED58/" width="290px" height="50px"></iframe>'+
'</div>');
}
Enviar correcciones
Escritor(es): Sara Allen, John Oates, Daryl Hall, Russell Vitale
freestar.config.enabled_slots.push({ placementName: "azlyrics_btf_2", slotId: "azlyrics_btf_2" });
AZLyrics
R
Letras de Russ
álbum: "Chomp 2" (2021)
Oveja
Blue Chip
Bucket Hat Low
Nothin New
Salute
Fe
Libre
Top Of The World
Nota para mí mismo
Hustler Freestyle
Distancia
Consíguelo
Disfruta de la vista
Dorado
También te puede gustar
J. Cole - "Neighbors" Supongo que los vecinos piensan que estoy vendiendo droga, vendiendo droga
Está bien, los vecinos piensan que estoy vendiendo droga, vendiendo droga
Vendiendo droga, vendiendo droga, vendiendo droga
Sí, no quiero ninguna foto con el...
Ty Dolla $ign - "Love U Better" ...cabeza, toda la noche
Querías que te amara
Mustard en el ritmo, ho Chica, deberías saber que puedo amarte
Mejor de lo que él puede Chica, deberías saber que puedo amarte
Mejor de lo que él puede
Levántate...
Vic Mensa - "Reverse" Mello lo hizo bien Aston Martin, motor de botón (sí)
Migos en el hielo (sí), anti-sobrio
Ve, oh, oh, no te lastimes
Date la vuelta y tíralo en reversa (whoop)
Déjame ver cómo trabajas
Ustedes...
Miguel - "Sky Walker" (Rápido para matar al toro como un torero
Rápido para matar al toro como un torero
Toro, toro, toro como un torero
Rápido para matar al toro como un torero)
Gorra y un tallo, atrapa una ola sobre nosotros (splish)
Toma...
GoldLink - "Crew" Ella ve dinero a mi alrededor
Parece que soy el hombre
Pero estaba deprimido como la semana pasada
Dime dónde has estado?
Saliste de tu escondite, chica
No actúes como si fuera tu hombre
Solo eres una fan, tú...
Buscar
Lyrics provided by LyricVerse • Visit us at lyricverse.com
