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letra de tequila remix (feat. ayesha erotica) - cobrah

[intro: cobrah]
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we get f-cked on tequila

[chorus: cobrah]
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we get f-cked on tequila
for lunch and for dinner
we’re drowning in liquor
get back from amnesia, now let’s get f-cked on tequila
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we gеt f-cked on tequila
for lunch and for dinner
wе’re drowning in liquor
get back from amnesia, now let’s get f-cked on tequila

[verse 1: cobrah]
we want s-x, six figure bills
sick men and sugar thrills
seven sickos in my rim
sweat it out and stick it in
life for l-st and l-st for wins
living, loving, giving gimp
single goth with double d’s
triple shots in four inch heels
boots, bigger attitude
step by step right over you
fill me up, i’ll fill the room
i fill your cup and spill the booze
let your body out the door
move that body on the floor
up and down and beg for more
we just gotta let it pour
[chorus: cobrah]
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we get f-cked on tequila
for lunch and for dinner
we’re drowning in liquor
get back from amnesia, now let’s get f-cked on tequila (tequila)
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we get f-cked on tequila
for lunch and for dinner
we’re drowning in liquor (uh)
get back from amnesia, now let’s get f-cked on tequila

[verse 2: ayesha erotica]
ayesha erotica, cobrah
no, i don’t eat p-ssy, i suck d-ck
tryna [?] cl!ck-cl!ck
give a b-tch’s business, like a b-tch trick
too [?] like a [?]
i’ll send off the [?] with a kiss-kiss (mwah)
a.e. plus twenty in my desk list
10k plus twenty on my left wrist
blink ring the b-tch like i’m alexis
yeah, i said what i said, b-tch
[chorus: cobrah]
wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
read my horoscope, libra
then we get f-cked on tequila
for lunch and for dinner
we’re drowning in liquor
get back from amnesia, now let’s get f-cked on tequila

[verse 3: cobrah & ayesha erotica]
no break up we’re just on a break
i’m free, fun, hot, in shape
fake love and faker fakes
raise your cup and raise the stakes
i raised you up, now praise the name
lose the guilt and blame the shame
if not for me, then for the gain
if not for you, there’d be no fame
chains banging in my bed
frame breaking, god ascends
kiss my cheek and make amends
i’m so unique you’re so intense
success is stress, i need a rest
i need a check and makeup s-x
reconnect with my diva
three more shots of tequila (ooh)
[verse 4: ayesha erotica]
yeah, now, what the cost of needles?
i say, what time [?] a cop of rico
send that b-tch here, send this b-tch there
i’ll send the promoter for a case of beer (ah)
you better have my f-cking rider when i come through (what?)
’cause, you know i’m a bratty b-tch, it’s what i come to (what?)
and they ain’t scary, you know they could f-ck a one-two (b-tch)
and my man beside me, and he brought a gun too (yeah, baby)

[outro: cobrah]
[?]
we get f-cked on tequila
we get f-cked on tequila
let’s get f-cked on tequila (hey!)

- cobrah

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