She walks without authority
I don’t care if they find out we have a history
She asks me to sing to her, that she’s my fanatic
I took off her Valentinos and it wasn’t by chance
That we let ourselves go
Her CH scent, the accent from Medellin and her clique
She knows she’s tough, that’s why she doesn’t commit
That little behind has leveled up
Since the Z got into it
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
It’s been a while, my love, since you haven’t said anything
And that’s bothering me a little
Woh, oh, oh, yeah
The last night we saw each other was special to me
You and I have something pending
We made love in the presidential suite
I was the one who took away your decency
I’ll never forget that night
Good girl, bad girl, I don’t even know what to think
Even if time passes, I won’t get over you
And I keep making songs motivating the girls
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
Listen up
Go ahead, love, this is for us to enjoy
I dedicate the whole song to you in secret
Your boyfriend is forgotten, poor thing
Because now I enjoy you more, baby, that little behind
Oh, how delicious, queen, when I see her naked
To kiss her softly, I swear, it provokes me
With that face, I’d take her to Europe
I swear I would
And I can’t stop thinking about her and imagining her with me
Envigado and then Palmas
I want anywhere with you
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
She walks without authority
I don’t care if they find out we have a history
She asks me to sing to her, that she’s my fanatic
I took off her Valentinos and it wasn’t by chance
That we let ourselves go
Her CH scent, the accent from Medellin and her clique
She knows she’s tough, that’s why she doesn’t commit
That little behind has leveled up
Since the Z got into it
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
We met in Envigado and hung out in Lleras
We mixed weed with liquor
You dressed in BVLGARI and me in Ferragamo
That’s why we like each other
SOG, what a track, huh
Eh, eh
Ryan Castro and the blessed one
All of Colombia, well
Zion, baby
Motels, during the week, on weekends
Worldwide
And let’s go to the motels
SOG, what a track, huh
The ghetto singer alongside the blessed one breaking it here again