(Cris Mj)
(Floyymenor)
(The one that most sounds)
(Call after one)
(Mmm)
(I'm gonna fuck you under the rain)
(Mmm)

Oh, girl, call after one
Baby, there's no one like you
And I want you for me
A night in Miami
In the car ready for me
Girl, let's get out of here
Tell me if you're down for me

And she mixes the tussi with lean
I'm with Cris, let's go to Medellin
She's from Medallo, ass made in the gym
She turns red because she's really fit
Driving around Las Conde'
Horny, she comes from Ponce
Baby, tell me when and where
Your ass belongs to me

Call after one
I'm gonna fuck you under the rain

Girl, why you so lonely?
Tell me, what do you need?
Tonight, baby, I'm going to find you
So you end up with your pussy wet
That fucker didn't know how to value you
Baby, I imagine making love with you
I know you're going to like it
And down there, baby, I'm going to get you wet

Nothing's going to happen to you
With me, you'll forget everything
The sorrows that hurt you
Baby, you're not alone anymore
You don't have to worry
No one controls you
They know I have a lot of cash
And I carry all my guns

She took a picky, she's really freaky
Fre-freaky girl, fre-freaky girl
Baby, this is easy, don't go crazy
I know you like it, take it, take it, take it
She took a picky, she's really freaky
Fre-freaky girl, she's got a big ass
Baby, this is easy, don't go crazy
I know you like it, take it, take it, take it

Call after one
I'm gonna fuck you under the rain

A night in Miami
In the car ready for me
Girl, let's get out of here
Tell me if you're down for me (hey, hey)

You already know what's up
Mj
(We're killing it, you already know what's up)
Hey, just so you know, pa-pa-pa
Brrr, tra, tra, tra, tra
(She listens to Karol G, but prefers a Real G)
(At home, she listens to Gata Only, at home, she listens to Gata Only)

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