Real until death, baby
Uah, uah
Do you know, my love?
This one’s for you, listen up
Mami, today I want to see you
Call me when you’re alone (Uah)
I’ll pick you up in the sports car with cash, there’s plenty to make
Today I’m taking you with me, mmm-mmm, to a private suite
Tonight’s all about punishment, I’m gonna make you mine
I’m gonna do everything to you, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ey)
Mami (Oh, oh), today I want to see you (Oh-oh-oh)
Call me when you’re alone (Ave María, my love)
I’ll pick you up in the sports car with cash, and a lot of it
I don’t know if I’m going to hell, I’ll pick you up in the Lamborghini Diablo (Diablo)
I’ll touch you and whisper in your ear
You’re my Georgina, and I’m your Ronaldo
I feel like Yankee, drilling you
On Saturdays, she goes out with her friends
They support each other and get over all the depressive nights
They dress up and do their makeup (Uah, uah)
They kill the sadness drinking tequila
Drunk early, she always hits me up
And says: “Papi, what are you doing?” (Ay, papi), she wants me to come over
I say: “Come, mami, but don’t get married”
I sent her a laughing emoji, and she sends me one of her pouting (Uah)
Sirili-woh, eh-eh
With my tongue, I took it out, eh-eh (Uah)
You have something I don’t know, eh-eh (Mami)
I don’t want to think I’m falling for you, eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
And I, oh-oh
I go out all geared up with the Glock, oh-oh
Without meaning to, she got caught up with me, oh-oh
I’m your bandit, like Don Juan, o-o-on
Mami, today I want to see you
Call me when you’re alone
I’ll pick you up in the sports car with cash, there’s plenty to make
I’ll take you with me, ah-ah, to a private suite
Tonight’s all about punishment, I’m gonna make you mine
I’m gonna do everything to you, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ey)
Mami, (Oh-oh), today I want to see you (Oh-oh-oh)
Call me when you’re alone (Oh-oh-oh)
I’ll pick you up in the sports car with cash
I really want to talk to you (Eh)
Look at the ephemeral place where we could go (What’s up)
I fell for you, my love, even though you’re super fresh (Look, so cute)
You’re something else, and the others are boring, baby (Baby)
I could take you in the G-Wagon or on the jet to Mars (What’s up?)
I’ll give you hair care and nail polish (Come on)
It’s just that no one else can handle my rhythm, I know (None)
Oh, my love, that little body of yours is amazing
After that routine you posted on Instagram
I left a message in your DM, ah-ah (Haha)
And if you feel lonely, I’m also alone and want to give you punishment
I’m not a cheap guy, I’ll give you cash (Haha)
I have the charm to make you fall for me, and the street smarts, baby
Real until death, baby
Real until death, you hear me, fool?
Real until death, baby
The AA
Do you know, my love? The AA, haha
With the Blessed
The Blessed One
Tell them, Jara, from Barrio Antioquia
Trafficking kilos of music from PR to Colombia
You hear me, baby?