Pa La Proxima (feat. Cosculluela)

It's not the same when you kiss me now
Even though I still want you
I wake up in the morning with someone else if you're not there, ah-ah
I try to give you everything and you act like nothing
And I know, that soon you'll be hopeful

But for the next time (tough, boy)
I forget that you have feelings
I know the moment was fleeting
I don't know why I told you how I feel

But for the next time
I'll treat you like a sex toy (baby)
And play with your mind
Be careful, don't fall in love because then for the next time

For the next time we'll eat and bye, bye
We'll go hard without brakes and fly away like the fly
And before we used to f*ck inside the Crown Victoria
But the story changed

And now it's minimal at the Waldorf Astoria
I was your toxic and you were my toxic
Thirty are the Oxy
I want you, not the next one

Because all the ones that stick, none are your size
They want to get a mention out of me, they want to get a pension out of me
Heat in winter and cold in the desert, yeah
Sometimes I think of you sleeping and I dream of you awake
I'm all in with you and you're all out with me, zero, zero, zero
And for that a**, baby, I'll never die again, die

I already threw away the Beretta for Bottega Veneta
Threw away the SIG Sauer to be with you twenty-four hours
Without thinking about the cost
Because the nights were long
Baby, I put the iron and you put your a** (tough, boy)

For the next time
I forget that you have feelings
I know the moment was fleeting
I don't know why I told you how I feel

But for the next time
I'll treat you like a sex toy
And play with your mind
Be careful, don't fall in love because then for the next time

You like how I destroy you in bed
But I have mine and you have yours, baby
I have a couple that I use without making noise
But on Instagram they say: Coscu, that's my husband (yes, of course)

Heartbreaker
And I'm immune to emotions
Mixing feelings and dedicating songs
Immune to all the mess of passions
But when we go to bed, immune to condoms

Don't get all dolled up, baby, don't doll yourself up
Don't create another case for me
When the mischief accumulates
You hit me up if you want to see me even if it's just for FaceTime
Or if you want to see the white and red carmine Lambo

Frankie Ruiz, you're my cure and you're tough, tough
As El Father used to say, tonight is for mischief
Baby, let's play the movie
And you know we've been f*cking all night, we've been f*cking all day, yeah

At night I don't sleep alone anymore
If you're not there, I have someone else who always says yes
You can forget everything and don't lower my grade
With your messages of love because I'm not for you anymore

But for the next time
I forget that you have feelings
I know the moment was fleeting
I don't know why I told you how I feel

But for the next time
I'll treat you like a sex toy
And play with your mind
Be careful, don't fall in love because then for the next time

You are playing him like you play against him
Corleone
Corleone from Chencho
And El Princi
Rottweillas
Duran The Coach

Baby, for the next time we'll see each other, normal
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Hahaha
And checked, normal
Don't call me, I'll call you