La Realidad (feat. J Balvin)

The musical powers of the movement
W, Yandel
J Balvin

He hurts her and hurt her too
But in a way she likes
(You know you're crazy about me)
He treats her badly, I treat her very well

That's why she looks for me at night
(Oh-oh, Colombia and Puerto Rico)
I don't want to see you anymore, baby, crying
For that devil who is killing you
And if he knew that you hate him
And that on top of that you're forgetting about him

I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
(Woh, woh; you know what you have to do)
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality

He hurts you and already has your heart in a bad place
When I hurt you in bed and you adore him
I have explored you, baby, like Dora
And now I have you breaking it with the blender
Like a good Christian, I showed you the glory
Don't answer him anymore, he's scum
You erased the duet with him from your memory
And now you and I are the duet of history

And I can't stand to see you with him anymore
No, no, no, no
If you want me and I want you too
Come, let's make music
Don't shed a tear for him anymore
No, no, no, no
I've been waiting for you to tell me: Yandel
I called to see you

I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality

Okay, you twerk with me, you cry with him
The hours go by and I'm crazy looking for you on the motorcycle
I know your weak point, you know it, seductive
I haven't forgotten you since the day you made me the blender
Abuser, abuser

Baby, rebel and escape with me to Bora Bora
He doesn't touch you at night nor devours you
You're mine completely, it's rumored in the neighborhood
You want it, I want to pull your hair
Baby, turn off the light and take off the leather sweater
Do you prefer wine, beer, champagne with ice?
You know he hurts you and I comfort you in my bed

He hurts her and hurt her too
But in a way she likes
He treats her badly, I treat her very well
I don't want to see you anymore, baby, crying
For that devil who is killing you
And if he knew that you hate him
And that on top of that you're forgetting about him

I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality

Eh-eh
Taiko
Oh-oh
Leggo
Sheesh