We’re crazy
We’re crazy, I know
For people, it’s cliché, don’t you think I’m obsessed?
We break up and get back together like two exes
But today, get dressed and get ready
Fix yourself up, we don’t need to reach the altar
If you still want me, you’ll come looking for me tonight
In fact, tell me what we’re doing
If it were up to me, I’d leave it inside you
Baby, I know you think of me
When it was hot and we turned on the AC
In the elevator like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
What did we—what did we do?
Tell me what we’re doing
If it were up to me, if it were up to me, I’d leave it
You and I are like mirrors
I don’t complain, no
Use me, baby, yeah
Go ahead, use me, baby
To leave you with that pussy
To give you, the sosa, the Sammy
Yeah, like a shot of alcohol
To give it to you like a shot of alcohol
You’re a headache, bring me the Tylenol
We break up and I hit the streets like Tramadol
To avoid losing you, I leave messages in the draft
When I remember you in four, baby, like Son By Four
When you’d arrive pressed, but then you’d get all wrinkled
Pour champagne, don’t drink Brugal
Don’t drink Brugal
We fight a lot, it’s normal
We love and hate each other, that won’t expire
That little ass is mischievous, but I’ll educate it
Like Messi, I’ll move you to Miami like Messi
Baby, I’m a dog, I bark at you like Alexis
When we’re not together, we’re like two Xs
I put it in wet, never dry
‘Cause you say you don’t love me
But you always come back to me
And it can’t go on like this, no
I know you come
Especially when you’re with me
And before the world finds out
Baby, tell me what we’re doing
If it were up to me, I’d leave it inside you
Baby, I know you think of me
When it was hot and we turned on the AC
In the elevator like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
What did we—what did we do?
Tell me what we’re doing
If it were up to me, if it were up to me, I’d leave it
You and I are like mirrors
I don’t complain, no
Use me, baby, yeah
Go ahead, use me, baby
To leave you with that pussy
To give you, the sosa, the Sammy
‘Cause we’re crazy
We’re crazy, I already know
For people, it’s cliché, don’t you think I’m obsessed?
We break up and get back together like two exes