Calentita (Aries) (part. Bomba Estéreo)

Baby, your fire's burning me up
What are we gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy some charcoal
And for what?
So it lasts me my whole life
Life of?
Hot for my heart

The streets say, you look so fine
Baby, bless me, swimming down there, I got baptized
I wanna be the Yin to your Yang
Butter for that bread
I'm steady like flan, a zen vibe
This weekend we ain't leaving the house (where you at?)
Our room's hotter than the coals (fry it up)
Kitty Pong, let’s multiply the fun
And how I'm gonna give it to you, this guasa-guasa

Baby, your fire's burning me up
What are we gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy some charcoal
And for what?
So it lasts me my whole life
Life of?
Hot for my heart
For me, for me
Baby, your fire's burning me up
What are we gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy some charcoal
And for what?
So it lasts me my whole life
Life of?
Hot for my heart

Hey, baby, I come in without brakes (watch out, correct yourself)
Turn down the heat a bit (no, no, no, turn it up)
'Cause when you go low, it feels so good
So I can give you my heart (how cool, how nice)
I like the blondes and also the dark ones
With that little talk (damn, man)
I know you're fire and you dance so pretty
But I’d rather dance with whoever I want
If you want, I’ll let you just watch from afar
But I’m not sure you can handle the heat
You’re old enough to play with fire
Let’s see if you slip up and get burned too

Baby, your fire's burning me up
What are we gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy some charcoal
And for what?
So it lasts me my whole life
Life of?
Hot for my heart
Baby, your fire's burning me up
What are we gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy some charcoal
And for what?
So it lasts me my whole life
Life of?
Hot for my heart

Hahaha
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