Hickey (feat. Dalex​, Justin Quiles​, iZaak​ y Dimelo Flow)

No, no, no, no (no, no, no)
Uh-yeah (no, no, no)
Hey, Justin Quiles, baby (na-na)
(Yeah)

Hey, it's just that you look so badass (so badass)
Devilish girl, even in pajamas you look bootylicious
Lucky all the days that I have you
On top of me, biting your chest
And with me my woman, grateful
Because my charm didn't give up (give up)

Girl, you're tough
And that body is crazy
A hundred years can go by and you still torture me
If I tell you what I feel, they censor it

Those are my thoughts and they don't shut up (shut up)
Better, babe, they go a hundred and don't calm down (calm down)
If they knew where a screen was made, ay-ay-ah
Where it gets wet like a beach, ay-ay-ah

She's playing Russian roulette, her body abuses
Exclusive and poisonous like the jellyfish
I'm looking for the American dream, she uses it
And I found the north when I took off her blouse

You are my lava and I'm your Terminator
Your hot little thing like tanning in the sun
Every time we do it, by law it gets hot
You've become necessary like alcohol

And if there's no hickey, it wasn't good
In a dead place that we know
Forced by the agitation of your jealousy
Behind, it's not seen when we're not dressed (not dressed)

Girl, you're tough
And that body is crazy
A hundred years can go by and you still torture me
If I tell you what I feel, they censor it

I already know your hum
When I finish with the shaking
That's my favorite, oh
That's when your screams go up, oh
Baby, don't hold back
Just lower your suit
I want to give you a massage
Let my fingers and my tongue work
Because today you're going to tremble
Today you're going to tremble

Girl, you're tough
And that body is crazy
A hundred years can go by and you still torture me
If I tell you what I feel, they censor it

Dimelo Flow
Rich Music
Slow Mike
Jhon El Diver
BK