Donde CRJ (remix) (feat. Jhayco, Yan Block y Omar Courtz)

Shining brighter than the Sun every time I go out (K.A.R. beats)
Looking for you, I've become a mess
What do you want to do, what do you want to do? Ma, tell me something
I've rolled it up, just need to burn it

Goddess face, you're an angel
Is it the drug? Let me calm down
How dangerous, she wants to tie me down
I won't let myself and today I'm going to let go
I can't feel my face from getting high
From getting high, I can't feel the air
I get on the ship and today I went out to look for you

Where the hell are you?
I went out to look for you
Weed and alcohol
Where I'm hanging out, baby, the Sun has already risen, eh-eh

Where the hell are you?
Where the hell are you?
Weed and alcohol
Where I'm hanging out, baby, the Sun has already risen, eh-eh

If you ask me, I'll break you
Without them noticing, that these people tell everything
Calm down, I'll pay the bill
And if you want an apartment, I'll cover the rent
I'm going to put you on all fours in a five-letter word
Your eyes turn every time it enters in slow motion

I hardly see her, that's why I take advantage, the dust is all gone, hey
I try to forget, failed attempt, hey
The note has me high and it gave me you, again with you
I'm in the brothel, if you want, come and together we throw the cash

Goddess face, you're an angel
Is it the drug? Let me calm down
I'm loose, she wants to tie me down
I won't let myself and today I'm going to let go
I can't feel my face from getting high
From getting high, I can't feel the air
I'll get to you, baby, if not, come

Where the hell are you?
I already went out to look for you
Weed and alcohol
Where I'm hanging out, baby, the Sun has already risen, eh-eh

Where the hell are you?
Where the hell are you?
Weed and alcohol
Where I'm hanging out, baby, the Sun has already risen, eh-eh

I'm always on guard, but, baby, for you I go out
I always carry a hundred thousand, they are war charges
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ask at Wells Fargo
The checks are long, the rifles are long
Have you seen the garage and the cars I keep

Boss flow
From Monday to Sunday in the cell
And the baby girls tell me: Since you've been hitting the gym, you look really good
We put four hundred on your head
You enter the club and I order them to kick you out
That ass is big
I keep this thing inside that lot

Your lipstick stayed in my egg
And on your tits I left a hickey
I didn't lie, I gave you more than fifty
And again I stayed in District
The weed note, the whiskey note
Roll a Phillie from the middle
In the Bentley through Guaynabo City

Your lipstick stayed in my egg
And on your tits I left a hickey
I didn't lie, I gave you more than fifty
And again I stay in District
You my Minnie, I your Mickey, I already feel in Disney
You come back and solve, you look like a frisbee
All weekend stuck in the whiskey note, in the whiskey note

It throws me off, but it heats me up
With a movement it tempts me
If it's not with you, well, I'm partying
Don't lie about what you don't feel

It's that your bipolarity gives you insecurity
That face makes you the authority
Forget all those wounds
Your specialty with your mouth is a skill
With your hand a craft
You're back, and what a coincidence

Maria, you turn pale
Gasoline like Daddy Yankee
I hit it, she said: Daddy, enough
You know what will happen if I catch you again
I'll hit you hard and I'm not talking about billiards
I'm going to take off your makeup