A Que No Te Atreves (feat. Chencho Corleone)
Tito El Bambino
I bet you don't dare (feat. Chencho Corleone)
Tito the Bambino!
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
The Boss!
Chencho (Oh)
Fearless, come on
I bet you don't dare to dance with me
And tell him that we are more than friends
You and me, oh-oh, oh (Come on, come on!)
I bet you don't dare to go head on
And tell him that you belong to me
That you are mine (The Boss!)
You and I
Dancing we make love with clothes
You and me, oh-oh, oh (Come on, come on!)
You and me (Oh)
Dancing we make love with clothes (Simply)
You and me, oh-oh, oh
From afar you can see the chemistry
The desires are true (Oh)
Let the world know that you are unique (Come on!)
Physical attraction, triple the rhythm
It makes your senses want to attend to my need (Eh)
And when we go apart
I tell him little things that make him fall in love
And if possible, give flowers, because she likes that
And accompany it with a bottle of Rosé Rosé (Oh)
And when we go apart
I tell you something that makes you fall in love
And if possible, give flowers, which he likes
And accompany it with a bottle of Rosé Rosé (Hey)
You and I
Dancing we make love with clothes
You and me, oh-oh, oh
You and I
Dancing we make love with clothes
You and me, oh-oh, oh (Come on!)
I like to have her close to me and slowly caress her
Get her out of control, grab her by the waist and torture her
(Tell him, Chencho!)
In a corner to do it, hard to punish her (The Boss!)
It's like a duel (Ouh)
To provoke me he puts his hands on the ground (Come on!)
And that's when I hit her the most and I long for her and I desire her
When the girl accelerates she has no brakes, no, no, no
Mine and hers is more pleasure than love
It is difficult to forget about her body and the way she moves
And when you give yourself over, you enjoy it and you don't want to let go when
You and I
Dancing we make love with clothes (It's just you and me)
You and me, oh-oh, oh
You and I
Dancing we make love with clothes
You and me, oh-oh, oh
(Ha ha ha)
Chencho Corleone!
With Tito the Bambino
The Boss! (No-no-no-no, no-no-no-no)
Hey, we came back because they had the genre in deficit
Ha ha ha
The ratings guys have arrived!
The Boss
High Society!
Chencho
The High Hierarchy
Nerol, hey
Simply put, the money society
The Rich and Famous
High Hierarchy