JARABE (feat. Gino Mella, King Savagge, Malito Malozo, Bayriton, Chiko Alfa y Paolo Pimp)

AW Records

I'm in Chile, she's in New York
We are far away but feel the heat
Talking to you makes me feel better
You fill me like bullets to the drum
And you are beautiful like Mikami
I would like to have you on a yacht in Miami
I saw you modeling there at the GRAMMYs'
Mommy, tell me if you're ready for me

And we're in the boat
You put yourself for me, I put myself for you and we make the explosion
Spend all the money, I generate it so it doesn't run out
Mommy, tell me what is it that you
She has blonde hair and a giant ass flow Jennifer Lopez'

You are a ship
Let's make it fly in syrup
I don't call her but she has the key
And you know, mommy, that I have the key
What makes you serious?
You are a ship
Let's make it fly in syrup
I don't call her but she has the key
And you know, mommy, that I have the key
What makes you serious?

AAA that little ass I got addicted like Tiger Woods
I met her in Chile touring the hood
He sent a video of himself touching himself and I'm already on my way
I liked his mood and I gave him the light
It's been a while since he appeared in my bed
Your syrup, me and Kevin Tuesday 13th
I like it when you wake up naked
And midnight comes and asks me to touch her
In Miami partying, we got the suite
In New York she calls me daddy
Your Versace with your [?], just tell me you
If we lower the code with the mari
Stay by my side, baby
Whenever we do it, millionaire
When I give it to her, she asks me to record it
Listening to the screams inside the ship

She's 24, face like Amiri, she's got me spending
He likes money, everything tastes good to him, that's why I suck it
Whenever we see each other we have a war
That's why he dressed like Rambo
But we're fucking in heaven, baby
Although we know that we are not 'holy'
And I'm gonna eat you up, bon appétit, she likes it acapella, yeah
Although they throw various things at him, but [?] to me
I like your flow, and you are my friend
Baby, don't stop!
Let's make it stick like a flyer
If your body were the glass, this vice is your syrup

She looks like she's had surgery because her ass is huge
I don't deny it, I like it quite a bit
That with the others I become distant
Brunette, infinite beauty
She looks lady, and like my Glock, she screams
What if you visit my house for a while?
An urgent appointment, my bug needs

You are a ship
Let's make it fly in syrup
I don't call her but she has the key
And you know, mommy, that I have the key
What makes you serious?
You are a ship
Let's make it fly in syrup
I don't call her but she has the key
And you know, mommy, that I have the key
What makes you serious?

Mai, I have that syrup
What makes me understand you even though you're speaking to me in code?
Eating you naked makes my mind explode
You are the princess, that's why I fill you with detail, brr
Let's not leave it any longer
I carved your portrait on my lace
Thinking of you I am carried away
Ours is eternal, I made the deal with God
I already have the Airbnb ready
What we did since I saw her
I brought her up to date, all Gucci, Louis V
She is my blessing, she is my ki
He was there when I was an ugly duckling
And now enjoy my peak
We took a photo for the networks
And how envious I am that they suck my dick, ah

None like you that elevates me
TV model waist
He has thousands of people talking to his DM
But none of them have it
She gets wet, she comes with me
You want my DNA
He wants to get on the BM
New from the baby
If it's not Sprite, it's Fanta
The girl loves lean
And how down there Chiko Alfa sings to him
And seeing you in one. 40 is scary
The idiots can't beat me even with cheating

I bought a dog ship
No one fits more than you
I'll eat that ass really good so that no one else can eat it
A bilingual shorty, when I put it in her, screams: Oh my God
You are class like a Maybach, you give me stability
I just want to see you
Ask me for whatever you want, because what I need the least is money
I want to be the only crazy person in life who gets it on
I like your picket
There's no fucking rich guy if he hasn't given it to you by a 707
In Chile and New York, there are plenty of condoms here
We're not boring anymore, mommy, with the 'silly' or the trome
I don't want to lose you, I don't want to be forever alone
I'm not taking you for a ride, you know my intentions

If your heart is blocked, I am the one who will unblock it for you
No matter how far away you are, I'll get to you on the new BM
You are the muse with which my mind thinks
I have the PIN, the bullets, for whoever dares to touch you
And I give out a big one, a forty-something one
You're the lean one, mommy, I'm the glass
Loves like ours, rare'
They talk about you, about me, mommy, don't pay attention
I saw you and I fell in love with you
From the mambo for the thieves
You know me, ma, don't listen to voices that say I'm on the wrong path
I asked for loyalty, but I was wrong, I was looking where there is none
And I see in your eyes that you are damaged, I will repair you if you value me

Hey, hey
Jairo Vera
Brr
Nothing more
Tell me, you evil little bastard
That I, that I record you
What makes you serious?