Pantysito (feat. Alejo y Robi)

Yeah
Yeah-yeah

Baby, you look good in Calvin Klein panties
And today I want to take them off, tell me what I have to do to make you mine
To be able to look for you and tell you a couple of things
I can't hold back, yeah

And now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
Put on the little Versace panties
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

And now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
Put on the little Versace panties
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

She posted a video with my songs in a bikini on TikTok
I commented: My queen, how beautifully she dances
She takes photos without filters
I've known that baby from before
Since high school, dancing to Jowell and Randy

I was crazy to try you
Tanned, bathing in the sun, hey
At the beach sucking on a lollipop
Bottle-shaped body, like Chandon
Goes to the neighborhood, hangs out and listens to Ñengo Flow, hey

Now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
Put on the little Versace panties
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

Now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
Put on the little Versace panties
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

That bikini looks sensual, but today I'm going to take it off
It's wet like Nikini, I'm ready to swim
Under the radar in the skinny jeans, fearlessly I'm going to steal you
I'm smooth like Santini, you'll never turn away from me (ROBI), hey

Baby, it seems like you threw away everything he gave you (damn)
Did you throw it or did your finger slip?
As always, it ends here (you here)
Your IG full of crazies like my VIPs (uh)

Who think they have a chance, they're full of shorts (no)
They're screwed from the start
Many pretty faces with no personality, mommy, you have the balance
Check my balance (yeah, yeah)
I have what you want and a little more
You say you're alone and I come quickly
If it's to go to the hotel, then stay here, babe
You put it in my face, it's a curse like The Mask
He has her dizzy, he says she's left

I also have her dizzy, but the truth is I've given her
She says she's leaving my bed, but she stays much longer
Than what I ask of her, so tell me, who's enchanted?
You don't lie to me (you don't lie to me)
But I'm going to play along with that game of you treating me indifferently
If they don't see you at your house anymore, it's because you came to live in my mind

Now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
I dress you all in Versace
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

Now it's Christian Dior, he threw away the Huaraches
Put on the little Versace panties
It's tough, I don't know if I can handle it
I want to make you mine

The one with catchy choruses speaks
ROBI
If you want to have fun, come with ROBI
Baby, you know he never fails, like Kobe
Yeah, yeah

I'm with John, I'm with John
I'm with John-John-John
Indica, Feid
In this one I'm with Alejo
Baby, I don't let myself be influenced by anyone else
I leave the other girls with desires