Imaginate Que Soy Yo (part. Lauta y Niko Falero)
Está con él la vi re mal
Estaba cerca en la pista bailando
Y él ni la miraba, ni la besaba
Y yo acá tengo guardadas las ganas
De todo lo que le haría
Tan solo imagínate
Imagínate que soy yo
El que te besa, el que te hace el amor
El que acompaña el compás de tus caderas
Y pa' dormir a vos te presta la remera
Imagínate que soy yo
El que te besa, el que te hace el amor
El que acompaña el compás de tus caderas
Y pa' dormir a vos te presta la remera
Se nota que no esta a tu altura
Uff, que cintura
Miren que bombón le falta la envoltura
No me mire así
Imaginate que seria de mi
Si estuviera ahí
Dándote la vueltita y mientras una cumbia me meneas
Si a vos te pasan cosas cuando a los ojos me miras
Yo sé que no estuvimos pero encima mío vas a estar
Que no me lo dijiste pero igual te lo imaginas
Imagínate que soy yo
El que te besa, el que te hace el amor
El que acompaña el compás de tus caderas
Y pa' dormir a vos te presta la remera
Imagínate que soy yo
El que te besa, el que te hace el amor
El que acompaña el compás de tus caderas
Y pa' dormir a vos te presta la remera
Me encantaría salir de la mano
Con vos esta noche y que nos vean
Que no se meta ese tarado
Porque soy tranquilo pero doy pelea
Si se comenta hasta en España
Que hace tiempo estás con un gil
Cuando estás en la cama tenes que fingir
¿Podés callarlo, pero no mentir, mi amor qué haces ahí?
Imagínate que soy yo
El que te besa, el que te hace el amor
El que acompaña el compás de tus caderas
Y pa' dormir a vos te presta la remera
Oah
Que soy yo Lauta
Niko Falero, oh
Nico, Nico Valdi, produciendo
Suena Migrantes, se, se
Imagine That It's Me (feat. Lauta and Niko Falero)
She was with him, I saw her really bad
She was close on the dance floor dancing
And he didn't look at her, didn't kiss her
And here I am holding back the desire
Of everything I would do to her
Just imagine
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
It's obvious he's not up to your level
Wow, what a waist
Look at that hottie missing the wrapping
Don't look at me like that
Imagine what it would be like for me
If I were there
Spinning you around and while you move to a cumbia
If things happen to you when you look into my eyes
I know we weren't together but you'll be on top of me
You didn't tell me but you still imagine it
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
I would love to go out holding hands
With you tonight and let them see us
Don't let that idiot interfere
Because I'm calm but I fight
If it's talked about even in Spain
That you've been with a jerk for a while
When you're in bed you have to pretend
Can you keep it quiet, but not lie, my love what are you doing there?
Imagine that it's me
The one who kisses you, the one who makes love to you
The one who follows the rhythm of your hips
And lends you his shirt to sleep
Oah
That it's me Lauta
Niko Falero, oh
Nico, Nico Valdi, producing
Migrantes sounds, yes, yes