Abraham Mateo Paroles

Abraham Mateo Háblame bajito Letras

[Abraham Mateo:]

Tu mirada me llama

Aquí hay una ley de atracción y es contigo

El corazón me paralizaste con tu vestido

Siento algo dentro de mí cuando tú me bailas, ahh…

Nena, ¿qué pasa si te invito un trago, trago?

Tú sabes que no soy tan malo, malo

Ven a pasar un buen rato, rato

No te vayas de mi lado, lado

Estribillo:

Háblame bajito (shh)

Que nadie se entere

Dímelo al oído

¿Qué es lo que tú quieres?

Háblame bajito (shh)

Mientras tú te mueves

Rózate conmigo

Dime si lo sientes

Hoy voy a darte un poquitito más

De lo que ya te han dado

Pa’ que no mires pa’ al lado

Callo pa’ que no se enteren

Que eso a ti no te conviene

Guárdame en tu celular como tu amiga

Por si te agarran en la movida

Que no sepan que soy yo

Aquél que te llamó

Y te enamoró

Yo contigo no ocupo palabras, eh

Ven que te lo digo susurrándote

Nena, ¿qué pasa si te invito un trago, trago?

Tú sabes que no soy tan malo, malo

Ven a pasar un buen rato, rato

No te vayas de mi lado, lado

Estribillo

[Austin Mahone:]

I don’t know what it is,

But you’re pulling me close

You’re pulling me close

I just want to hold you when the night is over

Ain’t nowhere I wanna go

What I do what I do when I’m with you

Baby you were talking talking talking

Talking nonstop when you came in

Didn’t even give me a second thought

When you came in

I just think it’s right that I tell you what’s on my mind

You’re pulling me closer every time you move like that

I could be the one to give you what you want baby

I’ll do you whatever you want me to do

I think it’s time that we both make a move

It’s good nobody has to have a clue, clue, clue, clue

About what I want with you

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[50 Cent:]

I tell her to talk to me low so nobody know

Ain’t nobody trippin’, it’s a “me-and-you “thing, and that’s it.

It’s not conditional, inconditional, and unconventional

I’ll be the perfect mistake

or what she was meant to do

She got a friend, I got friends, too

We kick it

She come to when she feeling like Fitty (50)

She know I’m wit’ it

Got a different kind of mind, fine I’m not playin’

You can read between the lines and hear what I’m not saying

bet he think he got her on lock – he sure not

I mean, he better keep the door locked – she’s so hot

A niggah might just come thru

With a girl like her, what he gon’ do?

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