De Cora <3 (feat. J Balvin)

Latino gang-gang
(Ra-Rauw)

I know you're doing well
Actually, I know you're doing great
But I don't want to fully accept this
On Instagram, you look happy, your sky is no longer gray

Mami, tell me with whom
You're spending the hours
Tell me who's devouring you, my heart hurts
And from the heart, I miss the taste of your mouth, yeah

I miss the taste of your mouth, baby
I miss the taste of your mouth (Rauw)

I miss your scent in the house
And your good coffee in my cup
I miss the breeze when I used to open the windows
But I no longer have someone to open them

I no longer have my sunshine, even if I go to the beach
And even if it's a hundred degrees, it always rains on the terrace
What I do is look for you, ma', everywhere
Trying to fill what you took away

And now who saves me?
Tell me who takes away my gray days
There's no angel landing from the sky
I wanted to fix it, but I never wanted to, baby (J Balvin, man)
Ooh (let's go, let's go)

I know you're doing well
Actually, I know you're doing great
But I don't want to fully accept this (this, this)
You seem happy over there, your sky is no longer gray

Mami, tell me with whom
You're spending the hours
Tell me who's devouring you, my heart hurts
And from the heart, I miss the taste of your mouth

I miss savoring you
I call your body Picasso, because you are art
I'm forced to think of you
When mami mentions you

I live in a novel, like Titi and Catalina
But I cry behind the curtain
In the mornings, I don't see you in the kitchen
And for coffee, I have to call the neighbor

Mami, you're not Juliana, but you were bad
You left me empty and took my wings
What do I do now without you? Oh-oh-oh
The same as you do without me (J Balvin, man)
Oh-oh-oh (let's go, let's go)

I know you're doing well
Actually, I know you're doing great
But I don't want to fully accept this (this, this)
You seem happy over there, your sky is no longer gray

Mami, tell me with whom
You're spending the hours
Tell me who's devouring you, my heart hurts
And from the heart, I miss the taste of your mouth, yeah

I miss the taste of your mouth, baby
I miss the taste of your mouth (yeah, yeah)

Ra-Rauw (Rauw), hey
J Balvin, man
Rauw Alejandro
Latino gang, gang
J Balvin
We are family (Calloway)
Mo-Mo-Mosty (tell me, Colla)
J Balvin, man
Rauw Alejandro (Kenobi)
Latino gang-gang (let's go)
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Oh-yeah-yeah