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Omar Apollo – Tamagotchi Lyrics

Omar Apollo Tamagotchi Lyrics

Quiere ese Louis Vuitton
Uh, no me deja en paz con ese cabrón
Si quieres conmigo, pierde ese control

Bitch, this Tamagotchi
Tour bus through Milwaukee
Bitch, I’m making bread (bread)
Sound like Pavarotti
Bitch, my bag Celine (Celine)
You can’t get it off me (off me)
This is not my scene (scene)
Vamos pa’ Miami (Miami)

Feel on my waistline
I’m in LA, four hours away
Just hit me on FaceTime
Feeling so good, feeling so good
Singing a bass line
Your body is on me you touching up on me
We come at the same time (same time)
At the same time

You want somebody, or are you cool?
I want your body, you want me too
I see you coming, I come for you
Need you around me, I know you do

Ando de gira y todos me siguen los chicos me quieren tocar
Tengo dinero y ando soltero, dime lo que quiere comprar
Aqui esta muy frio, nos vamos, te sigo donde quieres ir a volar?
Algo sencillo con un cigarillo me dicen que quieren voyar

Bitch, this Tamagotchi
Tour bus through Milwaukee
Bitch, I’m making bread (bread)
Sound like Pavarotti
Bitch, my bag Celine (Celine)
You can’t get it off me (off me)
This is not my scene (scene)
Vamos pa’ Miami (Miami)

Feel on my waistline
I’m in LA, four hours away
Just hit me on FaceTime
Feeling so good, feeling so good
Singing a bass line
Your body is on me you touching up on me
We come at the same time (same time)
At the same time

You want somebody, or are you cool?
I want your body, you want me too
I see you coming, I come for you
Need you around me, I know you do

This is what you want, I’m sure
I ain’t tryna front, no more
Ain’t seen you in months, or more
You’re all that I want, for sure

This is what you want, I’m sure
I ain’t tryna front, no more (Tired of being alone, tired of being alone)
Ain’t seen you in months, or more
You’re all that I want, for sure

Bitch, this Tamagotchi
Tour bus through Milwaukee
Bitch, I’m making bread (bread)
Sound like Pavarotti
Bitch, my bag Celine (Celine)
You can’t get it off me (off me)
This is not my scene (scene)
Vamos pa’ Miami (Miami)

(Pop that, pop that, don’t stop
Pop that, pop that)

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