Trapicabana Songtext

Your colors gotta got the good karma, si
You be taking me back to Copacabana
When I hold your hips and we salsa (yeah)
They say opposites attract
She so proper, I be talking that slang
Put my money on the street
She put her money in the bank
But if I ever need anything she never hesitate
(True)
No guns but these roses and flowers
Counting the days and hours
When we gon' be that tower
And me and you kamasutra
Clap on (yeah), clap off (yeah)
Lights out (yeah), take off (yeah)
You the real thing
Never been a knock off
Dance
I ain't got no regrets
I ain't got no regrets As long as I got you
We got next
We got next
I ain't got no regrets
As long as you got me
We got next
We got next
Yeah, ouwe
Yeah you the baddest and yeah you the realest
Yeah I'm the flyest, you know I get litty
You stick around 'til you gave me them digits
(I get around, I get around)
And now that I got you I ferl like I'm winning
Every five days either one us tripping
Like who is that nigga or who is them bitches
Girl I ain't gonna play with you
Do not thinking of running game on you
I'm addicted to you like you a drug
I be taken by the things you do
See I like the way you rock your hair
Stylish clothes you wear, things you really do
And shorty she crazy, she all about paper
Remind me of me, she making moves
She making moves
She making moves
(Dance)
She making moves
I ain't got no regrets
I ain't got no regrets
As long as I got you
We got next
We got next
I ain't got no regrets
As long as you got me
We got next
We got next
I ain't got no regrets
As long as I got you
We got next
We got next
I ain't got no regrets
As long as you got me
We got next
We got next