Coqueta (remix) (feat. Kaleb Di Masi, Mesita, Alejo Isakk, Salas, Emi Roldan y Rodrii Ortiz)

(Get ready, here we come)
With the cousin suddenly we lower 'the big car
She comes alone, doesn't need an invitation (eh)
If you're not in high-end, then you're not a thief
The brunette who makes noise and brushes her heel
Ha, this is the remix, baby

If I go down for the party it's always with a flirty
Asks for tussi, asks for keta, she's restless
The remix for the street and for the nightclub
The crazy one who owed me, we broke his jeep (yeah)

Flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty
Tell these cowboys, mommy, that I have the recipe
Flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty (hey)
Tell these cowboys, mommy, that I have the recipe

Turn off the light, she moves her butt
She tells me to my face that I'm the one
She puts on the raincoat, Adidas jacket, starts for the corner
I don't stop for a second, very crazy, Red Bull
Playing in the neighborhoods of all the south zone
I have a Malibu that I don't mention, mommy, just in case (hey, hey, hey)

Flirty, go ahead, you go ahead, go ahead (how?)
Let those fools try, I know well that they can't
Flirty, go ahead, you go ahead, go ahead (go ahead)
Bounce that ass for me, I'm going to make it explode
I'm going to make it explode (go ahead), I'm going to make it explode
Bounce that ass for me, I'm going to make it explode
I'm going to make it explode (explode), I'm going to make it explode
Bounce that ass for me, I'm going to make it explode
Flirty, here we give it to those who don't respect
Running the money like an athlete
I've lost count of silencing envious people who keep count
Of the flows I'm the owner and you guys paying rent

Stop, stop, stop, stop
Osi, here we're going to hit it like we know how to hit it
Okay?

Flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty
Tell these cowboys, mommy, that I have the recipe
Flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty
Tell those vultures they don't have the recipe

This is flirty (remix)
Says and sounds more or less like this (get ready, here we co—)
Mesa

I have a cat that is a flirty and a bit
If she moves that booty, I feel rich
Not on Instagram but I verify it
She got mad at me in the Mercedes at a hundred and something (Mesa tra')
This is not Counter-Strike but I enter you like a bullet (hey, it got out of control)
I give shine to that ass like the blacks to the Impala
Don't act like the cream because I know you're bad
If there's a lot of smoke in the air it's because I'm burning weed
Mommy, what do you want? Do you want me to operate on you until you're operated?
So the vultures die and I cut you from Monday to Thursday
I know that booty rains when she moves in bed
I take you from the neighborhood to the mansion, mommy, like Carlos Tévez
Shrink, shrink, man, what were we talking about?
It's just that she doesn't pay attention because she's a flirty
She wants me to do it, the whole group
To hook up with the lazy ones she always has a recipe
Whenever she lends herself I hit her with the metra
The whiskey with amphetamines takes off her mask (honestly the Roldan)

Mommy, what do you want? Tell me, mommy, what do you want? (you want?)
That I stick to you and operate on you, that none of this gets altered (ha)
Like an agent who cooperates, I don't know what hurts them
I'm waiting for my moment since I was 19
She's a flirty, she did her booty and her tits
Because on OnlyFans she's moving the cash
When I go to the dance, the flirtiest one sticks
Flirty, flirty, flirty

She's a flirty flirt
Big butt, big tits, that booty impresses
She's a flirty flirt
Big butt, big tits, that booty impresses

Get ready, here come the rocho'
It's Salastkbron
The weekend has arrived and the tight clothes that squeeze her (hey)
Come on, rocha, the night is really cool
Never simple, always flirty (this is the remix)

Flirty, flirty, flirty
Go ahead, mommy, I have the recipe
Fl—, flirty, fl—, flirty
For the fools a Beretta and for the chicks fancy clothes

Salas is not a badass, he's a really badass, compa (oah)
I give your cat a break
When he comes to the neighborhood, I send him barefoot (flirty)
Like the street, that cat got married
I have her on all fours, I snatch your boyfriend, and for her a whip, ah
Flirty, clothes with labels, restless
D-d-d-dodging police officers like an athlete
She wants me to do it but no one knows, she's flirty

Cat, I don't hide from you, I kidnap you
I lift your wife in the raptor
She came with nothing but left with tits
She always answers and with this she got flirty
Flirty, flirty, flirty
She goes out with a full wallet, we give it to her inside the jeep
And she got flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty, flirty
Starts with tussi, ends with keta
Go until there
Lie, we continue
Go ahead, break it, go ahead, split it
Because what you want is to load it
I ran out of girls in the pencil (yeah)
Because I have them all at the parties, flirty whore
Give it gasoline like Daddy's song
If she wants a sugar daddy
She flirts with all the guys to get the substance for free
Oh, mommy, I don't want to make you a child but I'll take you to give birth-give birth
Oh, mommy, I like it when she tells me: We kill ourselves
Rocha, and if you have it, it's for you to show it (show it)
Show the te-te-te-te-te-te (pass it)
And pass the repe-pe-pe-pe-pe
She knows she's really stuck
She bought high Jordan sneakers

I know her from high school, the bad mommy girl of her dad
Now she sends me messages at night (yaoh)
She has me romantic singing Ken-Y songs
Killing the scene as if it were Counter-Strike
Tell me if you don't know her, I'm with the high combo
Today I'm going to Paris, I change, I perfume myself, I put on my Nikes
Mommy, tell me what's up (what's up), with the band all rulay
The cap follows us, the lights match the Sprite bottle (yah)
We're really going for a joke
Here we're going to hit it like we know how to hit it, that's the note
Hanging a titan and smoking a blunt
When she gets into the party she moves like a shark
I start for the clande with a couple of sicarias
I'm not the machine, I'm the big machine, baby

I bring a turraka to move that big butt
This is flirty (remix), we went to another dimension
Na-na-na-Nahuel the coach
Mommy, you're listening to Paco RMX, ha
Mystical flirting