Ley Seca (part. Jhay Cortez)
Real hasta la muerte
Está cansá' de las mala' decisione'
Ilusione' falsa' y lo' mal de amore'
Pero cuando se siente bien
Qué linda se me pone, por eso
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca (uah)
Se acabó la ley seca (uah)
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
Sí
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca
Se acabó la ley seca
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
(Jhay Cortez, ¿me sigue'?)
Yo no tengo un Bugatti, pero voy a meterle cabrón
¿Me sigue' o no me sigue'? Jhayco, La Presión
Vamo' a sacar a tu novio de la ecuación
Y dile al DJ que ponga mi canción
Como Sech, 911
Yo soy quien te rompe y quien te cose
Si ya estamo' aquí, ¿qué hacemo' entonce'?
Tú estás dura desde que está en once
Y hace tiempo que yo no te veo
Hablan mal de ti, pero no le' creo
A todas estas envidiosas les sacamo' el dedo
Y a to' esto' envidioso', yo me los paseo (brr)
Préndelo, pásalo
Sube la música y déjalo
Si está moja'o, pues navégalo
Todos esos DM, pichéalo'
Y vamo' al parche
Te tira' pa' que te cache
Es de Humacao, por eso la H
Tú quieres que yo te tache, tache
Y pa'l parche
Te tira' pa' que te cache
Yo no creo que te escrache'
Sin ropa, yo dije diache
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca (uah)
Se acabó la ley seca (uah)
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
Sí
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca
Se acabó la ley seca
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
(La doble A)
Yo tengo dos Bugatti', pero uno de ello' ere' tú
El royal 27, pero bebé blue
To' los fin' de semana en La Concha
Yo te busco y prendemo' una onza
La imitan y no les sale
Ella tiene privada' la' rede' sociale'
Dice que es mía, y le digo: Más te vale
Que esperen, lloren con to' mis anormale' (brr)
Si otro cabrón te llama, el AK le responde
Te dejé la llave de casa abajo en el front desk
Si no le llego a tu apartment
Solo manda el address
Y si no es Chanel, es Christian Dior
No quiere amor, no está en humor
Su cuerpo es una falta de respeto al narcotráfico (ey)
Como si jugara voleibol
Y vamo' al parche
Te tira' pa' que te cache
Es de Humacao por eso la H
Tú quiere' que yo te tache, tache
Y pa'l parche
Te tira' pa' que te cache
No creo que tú te escrache'
Sin ropa, yo dije diache (uah)
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca
Se acabó la ley seca
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
Sí
Hoy está pa' salir, pasarla cabrón
Ponerse la combi que compró en el mall
El colorcito que le dejó el Sol
La música en high, bebiendo mucho alcohol
Con toda' la' suya' en la discoteca
Se acabó la ley seca
Buscando a ver con quién pecan
(¡Brr!)
Jhay, Jhay
Jhay Cortez, yeah
Anuel
Mera, dime, EQ
Real hasta la muerte, ¿oíste, bebé?
Esto es sencillo
Ustedes van a tener que acostumbrarse a vivir la vida
Bajo la sombra de nosotro'
¡Brr!
Dry Law (feat. Jhay Cortez)
Real until death
She's tired of bad decisions
False illusions and the pain of love
But when it feels good
How beautiful she becomes, that's why
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club (yeah)
The dry law is over (yeah)
Looking to see who they sin with
Yes
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club
The dry law is over
Looking to see who they sin with
(Jhay Cortez, are you following me?)
I don't have a Bugatti, but I'm going to go hard
Are you following me or not? Jhayco, La Presión
Let's get your boyfriend out of the equation
And tell the DJ to play my song
Like Sech, 911
I'm the one who breaks you and fixes you
If we're already here, what do we do then?
You've been tough since you were eleven
And it's been a while since I've seen you
They talk bad about you, but I don't believe them
To all these jealous ones, we show them the finger
And to all these envious ones, I walk all over them (brr)
Light it up, pass it
Turn up the music and let it go
If it's wet, then navigate it
All those DMs, ignore them
And let's go to the hangout
You throw yourself so you get caught
It's from Humacao, that's why the H
You want me to mark you, mark you
And for the hangout
You throw yourself so you get caught
I don't think you'll get embarrassed
Without clothes, I said damn
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club (yeah)
The dry law is over (yeah)
Looking to see who they sin with
Yes
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club
The dry law is over
Looking to see who they sin with
(The double A)
I have two Bugattis, but one of them is you
The royal 27, but baby blue
Every weekend at La Concha
I look for you and we light up an ounce
They imitate her and it doesn't work for them
She has her social networks private
She says she's mine, and I tell her: You better
They wait, cry with all my abnormal ones (brr)
If another guy calls you, the AK answers him
I left the house key for you downstairs at the front desk
If I don't make it to your apartment
Just send the address
And if it's not Chanel, it's Christian Dior
She doesn't want love, she's not in the mood
Her body is a lack of respect for drug trafficking (hey)
As if she were playing volleyball
And let's go to the hangout
You throw yourself so you get caught
It's from Humacao, that's why the H
You want me to mark you, mark you
And for the hangout
You throw yourself so you get caught
I don't think you'll get embarrassed
Without clothes, I said damn (yeah)
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club
The dry law is over
Looking to see who they sin with
Yes
Today she's ready to go out, have a great time
Put on the outfit she bought at the mall
The little color left by the sun
The music on high, drinking a lot of alcohol
With all her friends at the club
The dry law is over
Looking to see who they sin with
(Brr!)
Jhay, Jhay
Jhay Cortez, yeah
Anuel
Mera, tell me, EQ
Real until death, did you hear, baby?
This is simple
You all are going to have to get used to living life
Under our shadow
Brr!