Sol Miranda - Death and Deeds (feat. Pucci)

You stay hitting my line
You stay hitting my mind
I can’t ignore all the signs
Can’t get you outa my life
I’m running out of time out of lines girl I’m cold now
I’m running out of time i need my dome now
You stay hitting my life when it gets cold out
But the winters warm so you know i have my phone out
Never gotta hit you when im missing on the dough
I just call you when i need you please pick up your phone
Never hit you up this much before when i was lonely
So i told you that i loved you and you left before me
I really needed just a couple days to hear your beautiful voice
A few more times before i go to deal with all the remorse
Butterflies in my stomach when your name brought up
I never had problems with women before you popped up
You played your position it was implicit that you mine now
Baby you so cold outside, and outside it does snow
And i go to my home and i know
That you’ve done all this shit way before
I’m the one that won’t leave from your soul
I’m the one that stays popping on your sonar
Yea yea
On your soul
Girl, I’m on your sonar-nar-nar
Im in your soul

Written by:
Andres Guzman, Andres Perez, Peter Miranda

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