Cuatro Babys (part. Trap Capos, Noriel, Bryant Myers y Maluma)

I don't know what to do
Don't know which one to choose
They all know how to treat me rough in bed
They got me good, with sex, they got me good

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

The first one gets anxious
She gets pissed if I finish outside
The second one has the protection
And pays me to go deep
The third one relieves my stress
We always go three rounds
With the fourth one, I bring down the moon
But she wants Maluma and me at the same time

I'm in love with all four
I always look for them after four
They love it in doggy style
And I never miss, like the 24
Of the Lakers, always wearing the cap
When it comes to hooking up, none of them are shy
I'm caught up in a mess, and even confused
'Cause none of them leave my mind

I put on my Cartier glasses leaving the airport
Wearing Giuseppe, leather shoes
You have all my bank accounts and my MasterCard number
You're my official girl
That ass with that blonde hair has me in love
But I got another dark-haired girl who always wants to hook up
Sometimes, she even shows up at the studio

The redhead getting down is the wettest one
She gets mad if I call and don't pick up
We fight and she throws my clothes out
And I have to call the homie to pick them up
I got a little thick one with short hair
She says: Daddy, come inside, yeah, she gets me pregnant
(Bryant Myers)

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

And I'm caught up in a mess
I want to give it to all of them
They have me so confused
I don't even know which one to stick with
And they all give good head
They all do it right
They all want to hook up on top of hundred-dollar bills

They got me on a rollercoaster
Shopping on Valentine's Day
They've turned out to be more expensive than a Ulysse Nardin watch
These girls are tough
And none of the four are complete
Two have husbands
And neither of them respects their husbands

(Dirty boy)

Four little hotties
Four different personalities
Two talk sweet
Two say dirty things
Different nationalities
But when they hook up
They all scream the same

They want me to take them to Medellín
They want me to drive them in a new car
To take one, squeeze the other
And give the other two together in the bathroom
Tell me what else they want to do
The dirty boy will entertain them
In the giant house, there's a party on the yacht
That he wants to have

(I don't know if you understand me, baby)

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

I'm in love with four babies
They always give me what I want
They hook up when I say so
None of them put me in my place
Two are married, one is single
The other one's a bit psycho
And if I don't call her, she gets desperate

No-No-Noriel
Bryant Myers
Dirty boy, Maluma
Versatility, boys
We are the kings of trap
Mr. Myers
Trap Capos, Maluma
Santana, the Golden Boy
Bryant Myers
Tell me, All Star, baby
Hey, Juhn
Tell me, Ganda