La DEA (feat. Tavo Sumoza)

And in Washington, my doctor, Samir Pérez San Juanelo
Say hi to Luchito Duarte
Juan Carlos Tones, his gem from Sinú

It's true, I had my past
I know, I know
I admit I messed up
But if you're here by my side
It's because you wanted to
And forgiveness isn't forced
And it makes me sad
And now you judge me
When I've put the world at your feet

Oh, every time I go out
You're scheming
And if I show up calm
The drama starts
Who’s got your back?
You're falling apart
And what about Santa Martillo?
Who’s in Barranquilla?
You fight, throw a million things at me
The DEA is small for that lady
And here comes the gossip queen, all nosy
Show a picture, let’s see how it goes

And that’s it
Understand that I love you
That I've changed for you
That I'm not the same
That I had my past
But I’m warned
And it’s for your little eyes, and what can I do if they ask for a picture?
Or if several women show up at the party
I’m acting like a king because I adore you
But every time I arrive, you’re mad

That’s it, understand that I love you
That I've changed for you
That I'm not the same
Oh, come on

And Enri Huerta, José Luis Serrano
A total success, a total success
And grateful forever
Like Rodríguez, Doño Clara, and Cacho Gula
In Santa Marta, Chelito Dávila, and Arguelles
And Howard Escarraga, my friend

I don’t want to fight with you, but it’s just that
Every time I go out, you’re scheming
And if I show up calm, the drama starts
Who’s got your back when you’re falling apart?
And who’s loving you while I’m in Barranquilla?
Critiques, you’re jealous, searching through my stuff
Because she’s the DEA
For that lady
If this doesn’t get fixed
Let’s end things
What you can’t find
The other one makes up

(Mochinquera)
And that’s it
Understand that I love you
That I've changed for you
That I'm not the same
That I had my past
But it’s so messed up
And it’s for your little eyes, and what can I do if they ask for a picture?
Or if several women show up at the parties
I’m acting like a king because I adore you
But every time I arrive
Fight, fight, fight, why?

Understand that I love you
Oh, that I love you
And that I'm not the same

Leonardo Macías and Mrs. Gladys
And true friends, Luis Oñoro and Luis Armando Guzmán
In the land of my old man
Vicente and Rosario Martínez, the ones from Hugues
Damn