Noches Contigo

Nights with you
I no longer feel cold
Mami, you changed everything
Now I'm like a kid
In a toy store
Looking for my destiny
I no longer care about clothes
If they're not Valentino

I don't want material things
I'm a serious girl
Who taught you the subject
Let's go to the fair
Daddy, stop with the mystery
With you, we're not getting tangled up

With my smile, it fixes everything oh
Mami, you shine brighter than them oh
Like in the times we used to hang out on the corner in school days oh

Mami, you were always the one I wanted before everyone in line
The day I win the Grammy, I'll dedicate it to you because mami, you knew
Of all the ones posting on Insta
Mami, you have something that captivates me
Be honest, your body with ink
Or how you move that ass on the dance floor

Let's go to the car, listen to my songs on the beach, play a trap record
I'll sing all my songs
Ballads while you tell me about your life

Let's go to the car on the beach, you know I love your songs and also trap
Sing to me whatever you want while I sing to you whatever you want to hear

Mami, you have something that takes my soul to the grave
When you model for me, mami, you change my mood
A girl from a novel that only you have, uh

Mami, only you have it

I don't want material things
I want a serious girl
Who teaches me the subject
Let's go to the fair
Mami, stop with the mystery
With you, I don't want rules

With my smile, it fixes everything oh
Mami, you shine brighter than them oh
Like in the times we used to hang out on the corner in school days oh

I don't want material things
Daddy, I don't put you in a bind
I want to relax
When I read the messages, we'd go see you whenever you want
I'll give you my whole nights
Let's run away at night to see the stars clearer

How I feel more normal
There's nothing I want more than to have you
Nights with you so I don't have to think about you
Luckily, the bad changes when I see you

You have something that takes my soul to the grave
When you model for me, mami, you change my mood
A girl from a novel that only you have, uh

Mami, only you have it

Let's go to the car on the beach, you know I love your songs and also trap
Sing to me whatever you want while I sing to you whatever you want to hear

Let's go to the car, listen to my songs on the beach, play a trap record
I'll sing all my songs
Ballads while you tell me about your life