La Botella (feat. Maluma)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Maluma, baby
(J Quiles)
Ay, Justin Quiles, baby
For you, my love
Maluma

I'm tired, tired of searching
In other kisses, lips that are not yours
I lie to myself and say I won't go look for her
But, shortly after, I go to find her

Again to find her
Again to find her (yeah, yeah)
Sobriety comes looking for me
And always takes too long and can't wait (Maluma, baby), yeah

She has a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her

(Ay, Justin Quiles, baby)

I leave the party, baby, for your body
Without you, I'm poor, even being a millionaire
On social media, I saw you, some photos in Paris
And I, like crazy, wishing to be there

I look at you and I don't know what you're thinking
My mind is twisted
Baby, you drive me crazy
I don't want to imagine what it's not (it's not)

I look at you and I don't know what you're thinking
My mind is twisted
I don't want to imagine what it's not
Baby, you drive me crazy (crazy)

She has a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle (another bottle)
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her

I've been through Hawaii and Madrid (yeah, yeah)
I've fucked how many asses out there
But none would give their life for mine
The way you did for me

I've thrown a thousand prayers to God
Asking for you to come back, but there's no progress
It hurts that I lost in your body the excess
And not having you led me to excesses

Baby, that's why I drink and smoke 24/7 (yeah)
My mom worried because I'm out of control
They say I'm out there looking for luck
But I'm sure, baby, you're different

She has a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn't touch another bottle (another bottle)
I leave the party
I clean up everything for her (for her)

(Ovy On The Drums)

I leave the party, I leave everything (yeah, yeah)
Maluma, baby (yeah, yeah)
Justin Quiles (ay, Justin Quiles, baby)
Colombia and Puerto Rico, baby
Maluma, baby
Those voices never fail, baby
Ovy On The Drums

Another chapter of (uoh, uoh, uoh)
Maluma, baby
AKA Papi Juancho
Tell me, Edge

For you, I wouldn't touch a bottle