Coco Chanel (part. Bad Bunny)
Quiere Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega, yeah
La puse en 69, no La Mega
Ese culo tan lindo y tú con novio
Baby, eso no pega, baby, eso no pega
Chingamo' con mis prenda' puesta', quedó ciega
Yeah, preguntan por mí y ella lo niega
Nunca sale, pero, si es por mí, ella le llega
Ya me acosté a dormir, pero, si es pa' chingar, levántame
Tengo chavo' con cojone', chapéame
Yo sé que tú también, pеrdóname
No fue el dеstino, nah, fui yo que te llamé
Qué rica te ves en mini, trajecito bikini
Ferrari, uh, no le gustan los Lamborghini
Mucha pasta, carbone', fetuccini
Las de escorpio son peligro, lo dijo Mela y Rukmini, ey
Una demon, la monté en el Rolls-Royce y le puse YOVNGCHIMI
Yo no soy malo, nah, bebé, eso e' un gimmick
Pero el Sol de PR calienta má' que el de Phoenix
Ella lo sabe, pa' Milán de compra', despué' pa' Rimini
San Marino
(Todo por debajo 'el agua, submarino)
Las moña' multicolor cristalino
Le quité los Valentino, nos fuimo', despué' se vino
Mala, mala, ey
La puse mala
Los polvo' en la sala
En el baño me escala
Se te regó la máscara
I don't know, yo no sé nada, je
Yo no sé nada
Quiere Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega
La puse en 69, no La Mega
Ese culo tan lindo y tú con novio
Baby, eso no pega, baby, eso no pega
Chingamo' con mis prenda' puesta', quedó ciega
Preguntan por mí, ella lo niega, ey
Nunca sale, pero, si es por mí ella, le llega
Ella le llega, ey, ella le llega, ey
Ya sabe que la cone es de México, Julieta Venega'
Toma Hennessy, pero no juega SEGA
Pregunta por mí por ahí, pero ella lo niega, ey
Bebiendo Buchanan's, fumando hookah, yo me siento bacano, yeah
Mi cuello 'tá frío, jacket Moncler y estamo' en verano, ey
Me siento Luka cada ve' que tiro, porque no fallamo', ey
Me siento Luca Paguro dripeándote Gucci italiano, ey
En la cama dejamo' más polvo' que Thano'
Ya son cuatro corrido' y no nos agotamo'
Yeah, wok con el Faygo y lo mezclamo'
Glock forty a tu cartera Ferragamo, ey
Quiere Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega, yeah
La puse en 69, no La Mega
Ese culo tan lindo y tú con novio
Baby, eso no pega, baby, eso no pega
Chingamo' con mis prenda' puesta', quedó ciega, ey
Preguntan por mí, ella lo niega, ey
Nunca sale, pero, si es por mí ella le llega
Coco Chanel (feat. Bad Bunny)
She wants Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega, yeah
I put her in 69, not La Mega
That beautiful ass and you have a boyfriend
Baby, that doesn't fit, baby, that doesn't fit
I fucked her with my clothes on, she went blind
Yeah, they ask about me and she denies it
She never goes out, but if it's up to me, she gets there
I already went to bed, but if it's to fuck, wake me up
I have balls, check me out
I know you do too, forgive me
It wasn't fate, nah, it was me who called you
You look so hot in a mini, bikini outfit
Ferrari, uh, she doesn't like Lamborghinis
Lots of pasta, carbonara, fettuccine
Scorpios are dangerous, Mela and Rukmini said it, hey
A demon, I rode her in the Rolls-Royce and put on YOVNGCHIMI
I'm not bad, nah, baby, that's a gimmick
But the Sun in PR heats up more than in Phoenix
She knows it, to Milan for shopping, then to Rimini
San Marino
(Everything below the water, submarine)
Multicolored crystal moans
I took off the Valentinos, we left, then she came
Bad, bad, hey
I made her bad
The dust in the living room
She climbs on me in the bathroom
The mask spilled on you
I don't know, I don't know anything, ha
I don't know anything
She wants Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega
I put her in 69, not La Mega
That beautiful ass and you have a boyfriend
Baby, that doesn't fit, baby, that doesn't fit
I fucked her with my clothes on, she went blind
They ask about me, she denies it, hey
She never goes out, but if it's up to me, she gets there
She gets there, hey, she gets there, hey
She already knows that the cone is from Mexico, Julieta Venega
She drinks Hennessy, but doesn't play SEGA
Ask about me around, but she denies it, hey
Drinking Buchanan's, smoking hookah, I feel cool, yeah
My neck is cold, Moncler jacket and we're in summer, hey
I feel like Luka every time I shoot, because we don't miss, hey
I feel like Luca Paguro dripping Italian Gucci on you, hey
In bed we leave more dust than Thano'
It's already four rounds and we're not tired
Yeah, wok with Faygo and mix it
Glock forty in your Ferragamo wallet, hey
She wants Coco Chanel, Louis V, Bottega, yeah
I put her in 69, not La Mega
That beautiful ass and you have a boyfriend
Baby, that doesn't fit, baby, that doesn't fit
I fucked her with my clothes on, she went blind, hey
They ask about me, she denies it, hey
She never goes out, but if it's up to me, she gets there
Escrita por: Bad Bunny / Eladio Carrion