Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Que Quieres de Mi , by - Randy. Release date: 06.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Que Quieres de Mi(original) |
| Este es el Remix |
| Mike Towers |
| Miky Woodz |
| Randy |
| Y El Bebote |
| Maximus Wel |
| Vivo pensando |
| Si soy parte de un juego o esto es en serio |
| No trates de engañarme ya siento celos |
| Me dices que yo soy tu vida |
| Que piensas en mí to' los días |
| Me está costando creerlo |
| Cuando el no llama te refugias en mí |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa |
| Luego me olvida y quedo pensando en ti |
| Pensando en ti |
| Dime que quieres de mí (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Cuando el no llama te refugias en mí (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Luego me olvidas y yo pensando en ti |
| Pensando en ti |
| Dime que quieres de mi bebé |
| Porque complacerte es mi deber |
| Y yo sé que ella se va a atrever |
| A hacerlo como aquella ves |
| Como yo se lo hago ninguno ha podido |
| Me modela la ropa que ordena por pedido |
| Y las cosas que hacemos yo a nadie se las digo |
| Dijo «aunque no parezca yo a ti nunca te olvido» |
| Me llama, engancha y tira por texto |
| Hay veces que ni contesto |
| Me envía retratos de partes privadas diciendo: ¿que harás con esto? |
| Yo llego y me encargo del resto |
| Sus ganas yo sé que las sumo |
| Le digo bebé yo no fumo |
| Yo solo a ti te consumo girl |
| Dime que quieres de mí |
| Cuando el no llama te refugias en mí |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa |
| Luego me olvidas y yo pensando en ti |
| Yo pensando en ti |
| Dime que quieres de mí |
| Y cuando el no llame te refugias en mí |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa |
| Luego me olvidas y yo pensando en ti |
| Yo pensando en ti |
| Cuando siente deseos me tira |
| Cuando me niego‚ el clima conspira |
| Me soba al oído suspira |
| Dice que me quiere‚ y sé que es mentira |
| Siempre como media me vira |
| Con movimientos‚ como Shakira |
| Después ni me mira |
| Y a los brazos de el siempre vira |
| Quiero pichar y no se |
| Siempre en sus trucos me atrapa |
| Será el culo con las tetas T |
| Me manda fotos y me mata |
| No sé dónde se pierde mi fe |
| Cuando botellas destapa |
| No sé si la mando lucifer |
| Pero el infierno desata |
| Bebé dime que quieres |
| Yo sé que te gusta chingar más que los placeres |
| Pero a mi no te aferres |
| Porque tú lo tienes a el y yo detrás tengo un par de mujeres (Lo más cabrón es |
| que) |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa |
| Las misma historia de to' los weekenes |
| Que le caigo y te lo meto como un gol de Tevez |
| Baby recuerda que yo sé tu kilometraje |
| Quítate el traje |
| Que no sé si es el nalgaje |
| Que me obliga a que te trabaje |
| Me escribe, y llego al hospedaje |
| La beso y de una se abren las dos vallas del pedaje |
| Voy pa' dentro bebé, no te rajes |
| Dime que quieres de mí |
| Y cuando el no llame te refugias en mí |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa |
| Luego me olvidas y yo pensando en ti |
| Yo pensando en ti |
| Dime que quieres de mí (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Cuando el no llama te refugias en mí (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Caigo en tu juego y terminamos sin ropa (Dime que quieres de mí) |
| Luego me olvidas y yo pensando en ti |
| Pensando en ti |
| Maximus Wel |
| Miky Woodz |
| El Bebote |
| Randy Nota Loka |
| Mike Towers |
| Young Hustle for life |
| Fran Fusion |
| Maximus Wel |
| The Producer Inc |
| Gold2Latin Music nigga |
| Franco The Ghost |
| Andre The Giant |
| Dimelo rockstar |
| Montana The Producer |
| (translation) |
| This is the Remix |
| Mike Towers |
| Miky Woodz |
| Randy |
| And The Bebote |
| Maximus Well |
| I live thinking |
| If I am part of a game or this is serious |
| Don't try to fool me I already feel jealous |
| You tell me that I am your life |
| What do you think of me every day |
| I'm having a hard time believing |
| When he doesn't call you take refuge in me |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes |
| Then she forgets me and I keep thinking about you |
| Thinking of you |
| Tell me what you want from me (Tell me what you want from me) |
| When he doesn't call you take refuge in me (Tell me what you want from me) |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes (Tell me what you want from me) |
| Then you forget me and I thinking of you |
| Thinking of you |
| Tell me what you want from me baby |
| Because pleasing you is my duty |
| And I know that she will dare |
| to do it like that time |
| As I do it, no one has been able |
| I model the clothes that he orders by request |
| And the things that I do I tell no one |
| She said "even if it doesn't seem like me, I never forget you" |
| He calls me, hooks up and texts me |
| There are times when he doesn't even answer |
| He sends me pictures of private parts saying: what are you going to do with this? |
| I arrive and take care of the rest |
| Your desire I know that I add them |
| I tell you baby I don't smoke |
| I only consume you girl |
| Tell me what do you want from me |
| When he doesn't call you take refuge in me |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes |
| Then you forget me and I thinking of you |
| I thinking of you |
| Tell me what do you want from me |
| And when he doesn't call you take refuge in me |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes |
| Then you forget me and I thinking of you |
| I thinking of you |
| When he feels desires he throws me |
| When I refuse‚ the weather conspires |
| He rubs my ear, he sighs |
| He says he loves me 'and I know it's a lie |
| Always as average I turn |
| With movements‚ like Shakira |
| Then he doesn't even look at me |
| And into his arms he always turns |
| I want to pitch and I don't know |
| Always in his tricks he catches me |
| It will be the ass with the T tits |
| He sends me photos and kills me |
| I don't know where my faith is lost |
| When bottles uncover |
| I don't know if Lucifer sent it |
| But hell breaks loose |
| baby tell me what you want |
| I know that you like to fuck more than pleasures |
| But don't cling to me |
| Because you have him and I have a couple of women behind me (The most bastard thing is |
| what) |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes |
| The same story of to' the weekends |
| That I fall for him and I put it to you like a goal from Tevez |
| Baby remember that I know your mileage |
| take off your suit |
| I don't know if it's the spanking |
| That forces me to work for you |
| He writes to me, and I arrive at the lodging |
| I kiss her and at once the two toll gates open |
| I'm going inside baby, don't quit |
| Tell me what do you want from me |
| And when he doesn't call you take refuge in me |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes |
| Then you forget me and I thinking of you |
| I thinking of you |
| Tell me what you want from me (Tell me what you want from me) |
| When he doesn't call you take refuge in me (Tell me what you want from me) |
| I fall into your game and we end up without clothes (Tell me what you want from me) |
| Then you forget me and I thinking of you |
| Thinking of you |
| Maximus Well |
| Miky Woodz |
| the baby |
| Randy Nota Loka |
| Mike Towers |
| Young Hustle for Life |
| Fran Fusion |
| Maximus Well |
| The Producer Inc. |
| Gold2Latin Music nigga |
| Frank The Ghost |
| Andre The Giant |
| tell me rock star |
| Montana The Producer |