P RREO (feat. Salastkbron, Alejo Isakk y Omar Varela)

Omar, bring something to drink
Alejo Isaak, prr
Move the bombs like Natti Natasha, you go over the line
She smokes so much she forgets the net
When she goes out alone, she comes and gets carried away
And she comes with me because I give her

A twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it
And she wants a twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it, yeah

She's a psychopath
The girl twerks like crazy and disobeys me
When she moves it all the way down, she kills
She goes crazy if I take out the pack
And like Coscu, mommy, I give you plaka-plaka
And I go crazy, she wants a little something, and you go smoking a joint
This is a twerk, one of your favorites
She likes the singers and I approach her slowly
Mommy, I'm a romantic thug

Where are the women? I'm with the killer
For your cat blam-blam, ra-pa-pa-pa-pam-pam
Always thug, calm (calm)
Mommy, we're rolling (we're rolling)
Where are all the thots? I'm with the killer
For your cat blam-blam, ra-pa-pa-pa-pam-pam
Always in Adidas or Nike
Mami, we're rolling (Alejo Isaak)

I always go to the dance looking rough (we left)
I'm always with my people looking rough (rough)
To be at home always looking rough
I go out to the sidewalk always looking rough (always rough)
Where are the girls who like to twerk?
They move the donkey all the way to the ground, they can't help it
Where are the thugs who smoke?
We're the hoodlums, we're going to have a blast

She wants a twerk, to the dance floor let's go, come on, mommy, we're a duo
Kaleb called me, he said: Come on, kid
I'm with two chicks, time flew by
The song is already a hit, it crowned in the clande
And I'm delirious with alcohol, and really rough to top it off (prr)
Alejo Isaak sounds familiar to you and your girl is impressed

When I see her she wants a twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it
And she wants a twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it, yeah

And she touches-touches at the touch-touch
Gets on the bike, does some tricks
Dances tight, crouched, until her butt touches the floor
She knows I'm the killer-killer-killer
To her man I make rakatan-tan-tan
She grabs the phone and opens TikTok
Looks for the best song and there I am
Now get in twerk position
And on the count of three, two

One hand back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki)
And the butt goes back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki), back (tiki)
One hand back
Push-push-push-push-push-push-push, back (tiki, tiki, tiki, tiki)
Push-push-push-push
And the butt goes back
Push-push-push-push-push-push-push, back

When I see her she wants a twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it
And she wants a twerk
For her to raise it, for her to lower it, break her waist, work it, yeah

Omar
Hey, Alejo Isakk, ah
Haha
El Jagüel (hey)
It's Salastkbron
Kaleb Di Masi, baby