| Just when you thought you found her
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| This song is not about love, it's for not (to kill you)
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| For so much suffering that you caused me
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| If that was your mission, you achieved it, enjoy
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| I have the baton, don't make you stupid
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| I would like to know who was the doctor who saw you born
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| And curse him for you woman
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| Because you don't even have to deserve my hatred
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| You are the illegitimate daughter of Lucifer
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| I would like to disappear so as not to see you again
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| Stay without a peso and not have to support you
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| If you can't stand it, I understand you, you're right
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| I never lied to you, you knew my situation
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| I warned you that I was not a hottie
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| If you didn't believe me, put up with the trip
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| For loving my children they put pressure on me
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| Department of the Family I am clear on child support
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| But the relationship with my child is prevented
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| And my frustration I unload in this song
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| I have never violated Law 54
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| I don't like abuse, I don't support mistreatment
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| Not all parents are dogs, not all dogs are sates
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| I'm not a saint, I'm a caco but I try
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| To take the party in peace, there is no turning back
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| No matter how good one is, they pay with evil
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| With a stinging grudge and with a gangster tomb
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| They confuse the little mind of our infant
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| The law is law, what is clear is what is clear
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| Mothers are not all good
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| Not even parents are bad
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| Gentlemen your mistakes, your decisions
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| The minors pay them, analyze well
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| Each case is different, the children will appreciate it
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| They'll see, they'll see
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| I ran out of patience
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| Ohh Gods, Ohh Gods
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| Let the one who gave birth to you feel sorry |