Letra de baby pink - Camila Cabello

(Feat. Eem Triplin)

I think that is fine, it all looks like

I can't sleep

God wreck the man, all of 'em kingsized

Starin' at me

I can't keep up

I like the way you textin' me

I like the things you say to me, uh

I hate the way the chemistry's

So good it gets the best of me, mm

The boy is becomin' a man

The skeptic's becomin' a fan

More complicated than I planned

I know I can misunderstand you

Let some of that baggage go 'cause I couldn't let you go, ooh

Pull my hair just like before, you know I like love and war, ooh

See my letter at your door, signed it "C, XOXO," ooh

Motherfucker, you're mine forever

And the mini's baby pink (Yeah)

We got too wild and broke the sink

My neck iced out like a rink

Gems are baby pink (Yeah)

Yummy, my lips taste like my drink

You know you folding for me is my kink (Yeah)

I dress to kill, I just got a new army

Jacquemus purse, and the shoes are Versace

Teasin' my ex is my favorite hobby

Went a little too far, I'm sorry

Latin boys calling me "amor" and "mami"

Americans calling me "baby" and "shawty"

After the gym, I go get calamari

Get in the Tessie and head to the party (Party)

Let some of that baggage go 'cause I couldn't let you go, ooh

Motherfucker, you're mine forever

And the mini's baby pink (Yeah)

We got too wild and broke the sink (Oh)

My neck iced out like a rink

Gems are baby pink (Yeah)

Got me, my lips taste like my drink

You know you folding for me is my kink

And the mini's baby pink

We got too wild and broke the sink

My neck iced out like a rink (Iced out like a—)

Gems are baby pink (Uh)

Got me, my lips taste like my drink

You know you folding for me is my kink (Yeah)

Daydreamin' 'bout you ('Bout you)

Do you ever think about me? ('Bout me?)

When you hear them play my songs

Do you sing along and tell 'em, "This about me"? (Yeah, yeah)

All the fake shit I see (I see)

I thought you was down for the G (Yeah, yeah)

Would've died for you like Keem

Save my tears for the Visine, you know what I mean

Had dreams 'bout gettin' rich

Then a nigga got rich (And a nigga iced out)

Then I went back to my mom's house

Said, "Look what I did" (Look what I did, yeah)

I need pink diamonds on my wrist (On my wrist)

Need some Rick Owens for the fit (Yeah)

Need a gold plaque on the wall (On the wall)

And a bad bitch to top it off

Thought we had it all, now I'm movin' on

Found a new broad, let down my guard

But they all the same

You ain't no different from my old ho, knock it off

Money heal the pain, I'ma shop it off

Walk in Louis V, then I buy it all

I think I might rock the Prada for the fall

Bottega boots make me feel tall (Yeah, yeah)

How long do I got until you fall and then you call again?

Text me broken hearts, I think you fallin' off our love again

Gave all the trust I got up in my heart for you, I promise

And if you say that you with it, then I'm 'bout it (Yeah)

And I'm 'bout it (Yeah, yeah), you got it (Got it)

If you want it (Want it), then I got it (I got it)

No limit up on my pockets (My pockets)

I spend it (Spend it), 'cause I got it (I got it)

And I'm 'bout it (Yeah, yeah), you got it (Got it)

If you want it (Want it), then I got it (I got it)

No limit up on my pockets (My pockets)

I spend it (Spend it), 'cause I got it (I got it)

I got it, yeah

Hm-hm

Oh

Hm-hm

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