[Intro]
Flaming lint, aha!
(ODDLIQUOR, you know)
Everything you need I got, daddy! aha!

[Verse 1]
Kung fu, Tarantino in the sheets
Mixed language, decipherable sequences
Sexual, rhythmic, relative, acceptable
Now you're leaving, I see far away, inequitable
The phonetics 'e your language, unpredictable
They sound inside the boricuas
Unstable, capicua, it's an over
Make me in the body foam for discover
Circumferences in your center
Minimalism, spaghetti
Classic, olympic, that's how it's done
We blend, we escape
From basic, historical
Five dimensions
Nuances and superheroes
But yes syndrome, atmosphere
It's slay

[Pre-Coro]
When you want I'm ready for slay, babe
When you want I'm ready for slay, babe
When you want I'm ready for slay, babe
When you want I'm ready for slay, babe
Hey yo, uh-huh

[Chorus]
You are my fresh light
I need a hurt time
I get the pleasure
How I get now?

You are my fresh light
I need a hurt time
I get the pleasure
How I get now?

For you too my party
I got just sound, papi
For you too my party
I got just sound, papi

[Verse 2]
Three hours later in the abyss
Long nails, no polish
You're the same, without that city
Transitions, sort them old songs
And your hesitating in your eyebrows
Grids of your mystical, bluish optics
I've got a white, icy virgin, devouring you
For two gold coins breathe my pores
In your honeycomb of flesh
Give me your sugar, asshole
Shy wondering
Why are you chasing the rabbit, Alice?
The tiles so clean they shine, aha, aha
Shake your little ass, skinny, aha!

[Chorus]
You are my fresh light
I need a hurt time
I get the pleasure
How I get now?

You are my fresh light
I need a hurt time
I get the pleasure
How I get now?

For you too my party
I got just sound, papi
For you too my party
I got just sound, papi

[Verse 3]
Stairs, slow down on my hips
I don't know how long you wait for me
Sticking gum under the seat
I know that my clandestine accent turns you on
You become my lair
You're with me planning the escape
Divided, surrendered at your feet being female
Being male, being human, being hungry
Seven senses and the stiff, the allowance
I don't like the way my pillow smells
Biggie sounds in the zone, video-monitored
The one on your neck oozes and Buddha looks, ah

[Chorus]
You are my fresh light
I need a hurt time
Thinkin' in pleasure

[Outro]
Get party to my world, I've been here
Get party to my world, here, here
Get party to my world, here, here
To my, to my world, here, here, here
I got so hot, fuck me
I gotta so hot, fuck me
I gotta so hot, fuck me
Oh, oh, yo so fuck me