Adictiva (feat. Daddy Yankee)

[Daddy Yankee]
DY
Dididiri Daddy
Oh, yeah (Wuh!)
Rise!

I had a great time with you (hmm, yeah)
Maybe this wasn't even real (hmm, je!)
I won't deny it, I can't get you out of my mind (tell me)
I wish to go back again (how?)
And give it to you once more (Daddy, Daddy)
And I'm not planning to stop, you're my vice (rise)

Ah, addictive
You left me wanting to taste more of you
Stuck, stuck, you are
Ah, addictive
You have me desperate without knowing anything about you (we were!)

[Anuel AA]
Addicted to your body
I get high on you and undress you (eh-eh)
Baby, I need your overdose like a drug addict (eh-eh)
You have me addicted and buried inside you (buried)
Baby, you have me sick
And if you're not here, it's hell, eh-eh
And we ignite in flames
And you crawling in my bed (uah)
And I know you don't love me
But my body calls you; uah, uah (baby)
Love is not here, I know it (I know it)
A well-told lie is believed (believed)
You are my heroine
And how delicious that thorned flower (tell me!)

[Daddy Yankee and Anuel AA]
Ah, addictive (tell me!)
You left me wanting to taste more of you
Stuck, stuck, you are
Ah, addictive
You have me desperate without knowing anything about you
Oah, oah (we were!)

[Daddy Yankee]
Those pink lips are divided (tss, yeah)
Whoever gets down there is blessed
I'll crash there even if I end up screwed up (shu!)
You're my drug and you have me breaking the cold (eh!)
Your kisses got into my veins (eh!)
Your slave without putting on the chains (wuh!; prr)
I gladly fulfill the sentence for you
Throw away the key, baby
You know how it is, I can't leave it (eh, eh, eh, eh)
Acts in many ways and gets me addicted (eh, eh, eh, eh)
And we ignite in flames
And you crawling in my bed (rise!)
I know you don't love me (hey!)
But your body calls me, baby (prr, come on!)

[Daddy Yankee and Anuel AA]
Ah, addictive (tell me!)
You left me wanting to taste more of you
Stuck, stuck, you are
Ah, addictive
You have me desperate without knowing anything about you
Oah, oah

If they tell you I'm getting cured, it's true
You're psychoactive, like sativa
If they tell you I'm getting cured, it's true
You're psychoactive, like sativa

Real Until Death, baby (uh, yeah)
Real Until Death, baby
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy Yankee, eh (cartel)
Uah, uah
You know who's this (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
The best of all time, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Number twenty-three (haha!)
Daddy Yankee & Anuel
Prrr (prrr)