Qué Onda Perdida (part. Gerardo Coronel El Jerry)
(¡Échele, mi compa Jerry!)
(¿Y dónde andas, peleonera, que no te escucho? jaja)
(Qué va, chiquitita)
¿Qué onda, perdida?
Soy tu ex, el último de tus amores
Me tomé el atrevimiento de mandarte flores
Si las recibes, por favor, sonríe, no llores
Ya ves, perdida
Uno siempre vuelve a dónde lo quisieron
No me bloqueaste del WhatsApp y eso para mí es nuevo
Me da a pensar que podemos comenzar de nuevo
¿Qué onda, perdida?
Ya volvió el cabrón que más te ha querido
Y aunque no quieras saber de mí, te digo
No te puedo olvidar y la neta tampoco he querido
¿Qué onda, perdida?
Te me alistas porque hoy te llevo la banda
Y no me voy a ir de tu casa hasta que salgas
Hoy te quiero mirar pa’ que me digas en la cara
Que ya no me quieres, que tú no me extrañas
Y que alguien mejor está ocupando tu cama
(¡Ay, chiquitita!)
(¡Cómo la quiero!)
(Y dice que alguien mejor, compa, jajaja)
(No creo, batalloza)
(No se puede)
(¡Mi compa Jerry!)
(¡Y puro Grupo Firme!)
(¡Jálese, viejo!)
¿Qué onda, perdida?
Ya volvió el cabrón que más te ha querido
Y aunque no quieras saber de mí, te digo
No te puedo olvidar y la neta tampoco he querido
¿Qué onda, perdida?
Te me alistas porque hoy te llevo la banda
Y no me voy a ir de tu casa hasta que salgas
Hoy te quiero mirar pa’ que me digas en mi cara
Que ya no me quieres, que tú no me extrañas
Y que alguien mejor está ocupando tu cama
What a Lost Wave (part. Gerardo Coronel El Jerry)
(Check it out, my friend Jerry!)
(And where are you, quarrelsome, I can't hear you? Haha)
(What's up, little one)
What's up, lost one?
I am your ex, the last of your loves
I took the audacity to send you flowers
If you receive them, please, smile, don't cry
You see, lost one
One always returns to where they were wanted
You didn't block me from WhatsApp and that's new to me
It makes me think that we can start again
What's up, lost one?
He's back, the bastard who loved you the most
And even if you don't want to know about me, I tell you
I can't forget you and honestly I haven't wanted to either
What's up, lost one?
Get ready because today I'm taking you the band
And I'm not leaving your house until you come outside
Today I want to look at you so you can tell me to my face
That you don't love me, and that you don't miss me
And that someone better is occupying your bed
(Oh, little one!)
(How I love her!)
(And she says someone better, buddy, hahaha)
(I don't think so, battle)
(It can't be done)
(My friend Jerry!)
(And pure Grupo Firme!)
(Stop, old man!)
What's up, lost one?
He's back, the bastard who loved you the most
And even if you don't want to know about me, I tell you
I can't forget you and honestly I haven't wanted to either
What's up, lost one?
Get ready because today I'm taking you the band
And I'm not leaving your house until you come outside
Today I want to look at you so you can tell me to my face
That you don't love me, and that you don't miss me
And that someone better, is occupying your bed