Mañana No Hay Clase (24/7) (feat. Ñejo, Dalmata)

(One, two, three)
She wants twenty-four seven (ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven

She moves in slow motion, but she speeds up
At midnight, she turns into Cinderella, drinks and reveals herself
9 plus 60 and didn't go to school
What a fantasy if she has twins

Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What? (hahaha), there's no class tomorrow

She's one of those chicks
She tells me no one can beat her in bed
Especially when they play Sebastian Yatra's music
She likes reggaeton but doesn't hold back with them
Don't offer her bottles, she has her own money
She doesn't want a boyfriend, that's obvious
She says I'm too heavy, too pretty
But then it ends in hate
She prefers to enjoy life and avoid problems that way
I think if I win her over, I can invite all these chicks
It seems like nothing bothers her and it's not that she's careless
She just likes 24/7

They say that bad boys don't go to heaven
She likes 24/7

She wants twenty-four seven (ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven

Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What?, there's no class tomorrow

I want to catch her
Give her whatever she wants all night long
If she gets into it
I'll give her whatever she wants all night long
I'm on the lookout, I have her in sight
Give her whatever she wants all night long
If she gets into it
She's a rooster and I'm like the coyote
But she won't run into the roadrunner with me
Untamable like a horse without a rider, always sexy
Well-dressed and made up (well done)
Killing it wherever she goes
She's a bully with her killer figure
And whoever looks at her falls in love instantly
Under the spell of her hypnotizing gaze (bewitching)
Hot and shiny like a diamond

She wants twenty-four seven (ay-ay-ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven

Damn, I'm with Dalmata, with Sebastian Yatra
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
From Miami to Medellin, Colombia
Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What?, there's no class tomorrow
Yatra, Yatra