Whiskey y Coco (Remix) (feat. Ozuna y Justin Quiles)

She's crazy
Doesn't cry over a jerk
And I'm crazy
T-T-The 408, baby

Shorty, she really has the muse
I'm a fan of her dancing after we go crazy
I have memories in the shower
You get wet if you listen to me

But let's have a drink
I'll come find you to have a good time
I want you to get drunk for me
No panties so I can catch you, and you get it right

Crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we do it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
She's tattooed like crazy guys
Really crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we did it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
She's tattooed like crazy guys

In a bar in Madrid, she's from Spain
She says she thinks of me, she touches herself when she bathes
She doesn't care about brands, no one harms her
More movie-like than Zoe Saldaña

We smoke, she's crazy, I go crazy
I take a hit, floating as I give it
Here real without flattery, we travel to Morocco
Walking smoking, mixing whiskey with coconut

And tell me, babe, how tough do you look
I'm going to get there, get in the Merce, baby
She climbs on top, I commented on all the photos
I guided the guy who was lost with the boys

Crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we do it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
She's tattooed like crazy guys

That jerk can't imagine that now I'm the one who applies it
Mom, how do I explain it to you? I don't beg any of them
But you make it good for me, the moans and screams
Made me go crazy, I'm addicted to you

Take off your pants, like it's hot
I did it on the stairs, hands on the step
I release the bills for the spa and salon
If I get involved smoking she says: Pass it

We're both crazy, find a psychiatrist
Today I want to please my nymphomaniac
She hears me and touches herself if she's horny
If I go in the early morning, it's not to serenade

She finishes herself off, Versace robe
You have experience, you're not a novice
Come without your friends in case they snitch
Look with lust when she gets excited
And, babe, you go

Crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we do it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
She's tattooed like crazy guys

She's a Justin Bieber fan and I'm Quiles
Varieties of dust like the dealers
If she fucks me like she dances, I pay her bills
And from your curiosity Jay Wheeler talked to me

To a street party I would take her
The new van for every day
She's from the neighborhood, just like Maria
If she lights a Phillie, she passes it to me

She has a damn combo, a damn ass
And everything she wears looks damn good
Doesn't cry over a jerk

Crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we do it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
She's tattooed like crazy guys

Really crazy and I'm crazy
In the bathroom we did it for a little
We're mixing whiskey with coconut
When I do it to her, I focus on her

The roommate complained about the noise
It was a month ago that she left the other
What if they find out about us?
I adapt to any pose you want