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In the song TE MUDASTE by Bad Bunny, the artist reflects on a past relationship and expresses his longing for the person he used to be with. He reminisces about the good times they shared, such as smoking blunts and spending time together, and wonders where they are now. He expresses his desire to be with them again, and his willingness to take them back despite any mistakes they may have made. The chorus of the song emphasizes the idea that the person has moved on from him, and he is left with only memories of their time together.

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Time passes

And I don't see you

Tell me where you are, tell me where you are

How I miss the excitement

The nights of grinding

Tell me where you are, tell me where you are

Chorus 1

Because I'm looking at the photo of when we f*cked

Beautiful memories of when we escaped

We f*cked in the car, didn't even reach the bedroom

Since you undressed, you moved into my mind

Verse 1

I'm ready to repeat

What you and I did on the balcony

Of the hotel with a blunt

I can't find you on any app

Tell me if you went back to that bastard

Because it doesn't bother me to be your lover

You're not a nun and I'm not an altar boy

You drive me crazy, that a*s is naughty

If an OnlyFans opens, the baby makes a million

And she's crazy for me to do things with my mouth

For a while I don't see her and it's time

Chorus 2

You have me looking at the photo of when we f*cked

Beautiful memories of when we escaped

We f*cked in the car, didn't even reach the bedroom

Since you undressed, you moved into my mind

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