SOLO DIME (part. El BAI)

Baby, I'll wet you (I'll wet you, I'll wet you)
And you already know, Giuseppe steals it (he steals it, he steals it)
I love your face when I fuck you (fuck you, fuck you)
Look me in the eyes, tell me what's left

Let me at least try that pussy one last time
Model me that Gucci I bought you
It may be that tomorrow I will no longer be here
Hey, mommy, just tell me

What? What? What? What's happening to you?
Tell me if you're thinking of me
Tell me if I'm still waiting for you, because you already know how I am
Tell me who are those who write to you (for what?)
So my band can eliminate it (okay)
That's how you are, you stole the cinema (it goes like this)
Your eyes shine like my blink-blinks

Baby, I'll wet you (I'll wet you, I'll wet you)
And you know, Giuseppe steals it (steals it, steals it)
I love your face when I fuck you (fuck you)
Look me in the eyes, tell me what's left

Mo-Mo-Mo-Morenita, and cinnamon skin
I raise her to heaven and she is not jealous of me
You and me in the Ferra, capsuleing on the road, mmm
You are that photo that cannot be surpassed
I know you would like to stay until the day I die

Let me (Let me, let me) at least try that pussy one last time
Model for me that Gucci I bought you (please)
It may be that tomorrow I will no longer be here
Hey, mommy, just tell me

What happened, then, mor?
He doesn't call me anymore, he doesn't need me anymore

What's happening to you?
Tell me if you're thinking of me
Tell me if I'm still waiting for you, because you already know how I am
Tell me who are those who write to you
So my band can eliminate it
That as you are, you stole the cinema
Your little eyes shine like my blinkies

Your eyes shine like VVS
You always looking for a problem where it is not
You turn my world upside down
Without you I'm like Messi without the number 10

You are the ink of my pencil
White as cocaine and dangerous as a fifth
Beautiful, luxurious, you are different
I know since you saw me, you want with the artist

I'll wet you all and then we'll take a photo
I imagine you, baby, in Bogotá getting that ass wet (yes)

What's happening to you?
Ha, prr, ma, how are you?
Yah, yah
Tell me, Bai
Jere Klein

Tell me, Murciélago and Mateo On The Beatz
Boy, I'm sure we won't stop making hits
Tell me, Osar
Yes, baby, this is for you, ah
What's happening to you?