Letra de LOS NARCOS - Master Peace

No, no, look

Which one of these inputs is the fucking mic?

Girls and the chicks and the drugs and the whips

And the Fords and the broads, man, I just don't know

Hated my friends 'cause they wanted me dead

And I know that I'm lost, that I just can't cope and—

Oh-oh

Los narcos

I'm sexy, ah-ah, I'm sexy, ah

I'm sexy, ah-ah, I'm sexy, ah

Hell is for free

And I know there's space for me

With my tongue and my cheeks

Man, I just won't grow up

Huh

Bags in her eyes

And the lines make it right

And I know that she's mine

And I just can’t throw up

Oh-oh

Los narcos

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (I'm sexy, ah-ah, I'm sexy, ah)

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (I'm sexy, ah-ah, I'm sexy, ah)

Aah

(Get the f-, get the f-, get the f-, get the f-)

Kids going hard with their daddy's credit card

Ki-ki-kids going hard with their daddy's credit card

Kids going hard with their daddy's credit card

Get the fuck up out the yard

Man, you just don't know, oh

Drugs ain't for free

Every toilet, every beach

Every park, every leech

Man, I can't stay sober

Oh-oh

Los narcos

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, aah

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Get the f-

Oh-oh

Los narcos

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, aah

Oh-oh

Los narcos

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