La Botella (feat. Justin Quiles)

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

I’m tired, I’m tired of searching
In other kisses, for lips that aren’t yours
I lie to myself and say I won’t go looking for her
But soon enough, I’m gonna go find her

Once again to find her
Once again to find her (yeah, yeah)
Sobriety comes to find me
And it always takes its time and can’t handle it (Maluma, baby), yeah

She’s got a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her

(Hey, Justin Quiles, babe)

I’d leave the party, girl, for your body
Without you, I’m broke, even being a millionaire
I saw you on social media, some pics in Paris
And I’m going crazy, wishing I was there

I look at you and don’t know what you’re thinking
It’s just that I have a twisted mind
Girl, you’ve got me messed up in the head
I don’t want to imagine anything else (anything else)

I look at you and don’t know what you’re thinking
It’s just that I have a twisted mind
I don’t want to imagine anything else
Girl, you’ve got me messed up in the head (in the head)

She’s got a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle (another bottle)
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her

I’ve been through Hawaii and Madrid (yeah, yeah)
I’ve hooked up with so many girls 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 the excess in your body
And not having you led me to excesses

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

She’s got a Dom Pérignon to hypnotize me
She got me drunk again

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her

But if she were here
I wouldn’t touch another bottle (another bottle)
I’d leave the party
I’d clean myself of everything for her (for her)

(Ovy On The Drums)

I’d leave the party, I’d leave everything (yeah, yeah)
Maluma, baby (yeah, yeah)
Justin Quiles (hey, Justin Quiles, babe)
Colombia and Puerto Rico, baby
Maluma, baby
Those voices don’t fail, babe
Ovy On The Drums

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

For you, I wouldn’t touch a single bottle.