Imaginate Que Soy Yo (feat. Lauta y Niko Falero)

She was with him, I saw her really bad
She was close on the dance floor dancing
And he didn't look at her, didn't kiss her
And here I am holding back the desire
Of everything I would do to her

Just imagine

Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep

It's obvious he's not up to your level
Wow, what a waist
Look at that hottie missing the wrapping
Don't look at me like that
Imagine what it would be like for me
If I were there

Spinning you around and while you move to a cumbia
If things happen to you when you look into my eyes
I know we weren't together but you'll be on top of me
You didn't tell me but you still imagine it

Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep

I would love to go out holding hands
With you tonight and let them see us
Don't let that idiot interfere
Because I'm calm but I fight

If it's talked about even in Spain
That you've been with a jerk for a while
When you're in bed you have to pretend
Can you keep it quiet, but not lie, my love what are you doing there?

Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep

Oah
That it's me Lauta
Niko Falero, oh
Nico, Nico Valdi, producing
Migrantes sounds, yes, yes