Noche En Medallo (feat. Sharik, Kevin Roldán y Totoy El Frío)

I'll fuck you good
King Records
Bofff

I can't even sleep, thinking about you in the flirting
That night in Medellin, we went without fear
We arrived at the hotel, you pulled my hair
Tell me if you want to repeat, send me the location, I'll be there

You and I in my private jet, both activated
At forty thousand feet in the sky
The kid more ranked, the most loaded
The kid who pulls your hair
Today you're loose with the gin tonics
You like me and you like my money, bae

I'm the most lit kid
Owner of the company, I have mine
We're from Cali, we throw it to the river
I saw that ass and said: Oh, my God
The richest girl that has come out
We're gangsters, we're bandits
And if that bastard flaps, he'll be gone

Mai', you're loose with the gin tonics
And shh, you like me and you like my money

I can't even sleep, thinking about you in the flirting
That night in Medellin, we went without fear
We arrived at the hotel, you pulled my hair
Tell me if you want to repeat, send me the location, I'll be there

I'm going to send you the location
Let's repeat the occasion, I want to eat you all
That little body is my adoration
If no operation, my baby is the champion
Kissing you, I'm a prisoner of that body
She asks me to give her one more time
Gangsta love like Bonnie and Clyde

I like how you dance, dance, dance
With that movement your skirt rises
How you move that ass, ass, ass
After being locked up, no one comes out
Baby, you're unique, you have the flavor to make love
You dress Christian Dior, in private the clothes bother
And we had a better time than when we met

I can't even sleep, thinking about you in the flirting
That night in Medellin, we went without fear
We arrived at the hotel, you pulled my hair
Tell me if you want to repeat, send me the location, I'll be there

Send the location, let's make a documentary of your poses
Send me the location, I'll be there
Long time no see, I want you on all fours so you scream: Oh, shit
Send me the location, I'll be there

Hey, mommy, a trip to Guatapé
A cabin just the two of us, we're pure TNT
Your ass bathed in champagne, Throwback Thursday
Don't tell me you don't miss me, baby, just dare

Send me the location, post a photo but without a caption
And if I go out, don't even mention me
If my apartment could talk, it would say you're the hottest
And that after you ride, you don't leave

My clothes, my flow, my singing excite you, the expensive
I spanked her with my left hand, weed and liquor
Do you understand? They crucified me for that ass
Let's do it to death, let's start talking straight

If that son of a bitch touches you, he'll be gone
Tell him we're not together but we're united
That ass is mine in Medellin or in the United States
Baby, you already have the mark of the Cold, bitch

You're loose with the gin tonics
And shh, you like me and you like my money

I can't even sleep, thinking about you in the flirting
That night in Medellin, we went without fear
We arrived at the hotel, you pulled my hair
Tell me if you want to repeat, send me the location, I'll be there

Send me the location, I'll be there
Send me the location, I'll be there