Instinto (part. La Joaqui y Dysbit)
Se me sale el instinto, baby, vamo' como el quinto
Solo yo te sigo el ritmo, comerte a otra sabe distinto
Cuando la vi, bailando loca bien crecía'
Le dije: ¿Por qué me hace' la desconocía'?
Te juro que no sabía, lo que quería
Pasan los días, y, nena
Perdí el número 'e tu cel y ya no te dejas ver
Que tú no eres santa, eso lo sé
Te conozco de antes, antes que fueras cantante
Te gustó еsta nena gangster
Buena dеtrás y adelante (ey)
Es que tu guacha es de las que más le mete
¿Quiere' mi culito o quiere' mi piquete?
Los primeros besos en el Audi A7
Si otro aparece, saco el 47
To' están hablando pa' que yo me raye
Caemos al party, se prenden los flashe'
Es el nene bueno con la nena e' calle
Traje mi manzana pa' que me la guaye'
Se me sale el instinto, baby, vamo' como el quinto
Solo yo te sigo el ritmo, comerte a otra sabe distinto
Cuando la vi, bailando loca bien crecía'
Le dije: ¿Por qué me hace' la desconocía'?
Te juro que no sabía, lo que quería
Pasan los días, y, nena
Perdí el número 'e tu cel y ya no te dejas ver
Sé que no sos santo y te recé (te recé)
Ven, ma, y dime, ante' que tú te me vire'
Yo quiero que sepas que no hay otro que te tire
Como yo lo hago, aunque conozca' mile'
Tiene' un desfile y ni uno define
Siempre sola, ella le llega pa'l cuarto
Dame contacto, siente el impacto
Una story sube antes del acto, pa' que la sigan buscando
Mai, te quiero ver cazándome, quiero tenerte encima, encima
Te quiero ver cazándome, quiero tenerte encima, encima
Oye, ando con La Joaqui (ay)
Dysbit
Perdí el número 'e tu cel y ya no te dejas ver
Sé que no sos santo y te recé
Instinct (feat. La Joaqui and Dysbit)
My instinct takes over, baby, let's go like the fifth
Only I can keep up with the rhythm, tasting you feels different
When I saw her, dancing wildly, she was growing
I asked her: Why are you acting like you don't know me?
I swear I didn't know what she wanted
Days go by, and, baby
I lost your cell number and you don't show up anymore
I know you're not a saint, I know that
I know you from before, before you were a singer
You liked this gangster girl
Good from behind and in front (hey)
Your girl is one of the wildest
Do you want my ass or do you want my dick?
The first kisses in the Audi A7
If someone else shows up, I pull out the .47
Everyone's talking to mess with my head
We go to the party, the flashes go off
I'm the good boy with the street girl
I brought my apple for her to watch over me
My instinct takes over, baby, let's go like the fifth
Only I can keep up with the rhythm, tasting you feels different
When I saw her, dancing wildly, she was growing
I asked her: Why are you acting like you don't know me?
I swear I didn't know what she wanted
Days go by, and, baby
I lost your cell number and you don't show up anymore
I know you're not a saint, I know that
Come on, babe, tell me before you leave me
I want you to know there's no one else who can handle you
Like I do, even if you know thousands
You have a parade and none define you
Always alone, she goes straight to the bedroom
Give me your contact, feel the impact
She posts a story before the act, so they keep looking for her
Babe, I want to see you chasing me, I want you on top of me, on top
I want to see you chasing me, I want you on top of me, on top
Hey, I'm with La Joaqui (ay)
Dysbit
I lost your cell number and you don't show up anymore
I know you're not a saint, I know that