Fugaz

(She's not a star, but she's on the run
Honestly, your body is artisanal, yeah, yeah, yeah; hey, hey)

She's not a star, but she's on the run
Champagne to drink and sour to smoke
Nothing happens, baby, give it a personal touch
Honestly, your body is artisanal
You know that if they see us, they might think badly
We're getting warm, I saw her body sweat
She's always ready, clean, and perfumed
I'll always let you know when I'm in your city
She's not a star, but she's on the run
Champagne to drink and sour to smoke
Nothing happens, baby, give it a personal touch
Honestly, your body is artisanal
You know that if they see us, they might think badly
We're getting warm, I saw her body sweat
She's always ready, clean, and perfumed
I'll always let you know when I'm in your city, yeah

Every man needs a Latina
For you, I risk everything like Pina
I don't care what others think
You know I'm always in my corner
My mind when you're far away always works
But face to face, she climbs on top and leans the seat back
Have you seen how the climate changes when I arrive?
I take her to the mall not just to look at the shop windows

They can't see us because she's on the run
She wants to light up, I got her to smoke
Because she just wants to touch herself and take capsules
It looks like she just shaved
In a five-star hotel, you and I with two or three bottles
I don't forget those nights, much less her
She has no competition, she crushes them
None can keep up

She's not a star, but she's on the run
Champagne to drink and sour to smoke
Nothing happens, baby, give it a personal touch
Honestly, your body is artisanal
You know that if they see us, they might think badly
We're getting warm, I saw her body sweat
She's always ready, clean, and perfumed
I'll always let you know when I'm in your city, yeah

I'll let you know when I'm in your area
I know there are several behind me, but you're necessary
The factory picket, she doesn't rehearse it
And I brought her sour with champagne
When you leave, no explanations
She keeps everything quiet and wants me to drop by
And they don't catch her because she's a hitwoman
The others are crazy, yeah

She's not a star, but she's on the run
Champagne to drink and sour to smoke
Nothing happens, baby, give it a personal touch
Honestly, your body is artisanal
She knows that if they see us, they might think badly
We're getting warm, I saw her body sweat
She's always ready, clean, and perfumed
I'll always let you know when I'm in your city, yeah