Mañana No Hay Clase (24/7) (part. Ñejo, Dalmata)
(Uno, dos, tres)
Ella quiere veinticuatro siete (ay)
Se ve tranquila, pero le mete veinticuatro siete (ay)
No quiere rosas, quiere juguetes
Cuando ella le mete (ay)
No quiere flores, quiere billete'
Veinticuatro siete, ella quiere veinticuatro siete
Ella se mueve en cámara lenta, pero se acelera
A las 12 cenicienta, toma y se revela
9 suma con 60 y no fue a la escuela
Que fantasía si tiene gemelas
Hoy salimos pase lo que pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase
¿Qué? (jajajaja), que mañana no hay clase
Ella es de esas gatas
Me dice que en la cama no hay quien la mata
Y más cuando ponen misiquita de sebastian yatra
Le gusta el regueatón pero con ellos no se retracta
No le ofrezcan botellas que ella tiene su propia plata
No quiere novio, eso es obvio
Dice que estoy bien pesado, bien bonito
Pero después termina en odio
Que mejor disfruta la vida y así evita problemas
Yo creo que si le gano puedo invitar a todas estas nenas
Se ve que nada le da pena y no es que esté al garete
Es simplemente le gusta 24/7
They say that bad boys don't go to heaven
A ella le gusta 24/7
Ella quiere veinticuatro siete (ay)
Se ve tranquila, pero le mete veinticuatro siete (ay)
No quiere rosas, quiere juguetes
Cuando ella le mete (ay)
No quiere flores, quiere billete'
Veinticuatro siete, ella quiere veinticuatro siete
Hoy salimos pase lo que pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase
¿Qué?, que mañana no hay clase
Yo pillarla quisisera
Darle lo que quiera toda la noche entera
Que le dé (que le dé) si se activa
Le doy lo que quiera toda la noche entera
Que le dé (que le dé) la tengo en vela
Darle lo que quiera toda la noche
Entera, que le dé (que le dé)
Ella galo pe y yo como el coyote
Pero no que la correcaminos conmigo se tope
In-indomable como yegua sin jinete anda siempre sexy
Bien vestida y maquillada (bien guillá)
Matando la liga donde quiera que va
Es una abusadora con su figura matadora
Y quien la mira se enamora al instante
Cayéndole el embrujo de su mirada hipnotizante (hechizante)
Caliente y brillante como diamante
Ella quiere veinticuatro siete (ay-ay-ay)
Se ve tranquila, pero le mete veinticuatro siete (ay)
No quiere rosas, quiere juguetes
Cuando ella le mete (ay)
No quiere flores, quiere billete'
Veinticuatro siete, ella quiere veinticuatro siete
Mera, ando con el dalmata, con sebastián yatra
Mañana no hay clase' tenemo' sábado y domingo
Mañana no hay clase' tenemo' sábado y domingo
Mañana no hay clase' tenemo' sábado y domingo
De Miami a medellín, Colombia
Hoy salimos pase lo que pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase, pase
Que mañana no hay clase
¿Qué?, que mañana no hay clase
Yatra, Yatra
No Class Tomorrow (24/7) (feat. Ñejo, Dalmata)
(One, two, three)
She wants twenty-four seven (ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven
She moves in slow motion, but she speeds up
At midnight, she turns into Cinderella, drinks and reveals herself
9 plus 60 and didn't go to school
What a fantasy if she has twins
Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What? (hahaha), there's no class tomorrow
She's one of those chicks
She tells me no one can beat her in bed
Especially when they play Sebastian Yatra's music
She likes reggaeton but doesn't hold back with them
Don't offer her bottles, she has her own money
She doesn't want a boyfriend, that's obvious
She says I'm too heavy, too pretty
But then it ends in hate
She prefers to enjoy life and avoid problems that way
I think if I win her over, I can invite all these chicks
It seems like nothing bothers her and it's not that she's careless
She just likes 24/7
They say that bad boys don't go to heaven
She likes 24/7
She wants twenty-four seven (ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven
Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What?, there's no class tomorrow
I want to catch her
Give her whatever she wants all night long
If she gets into it
I'll give her whatever she wants all night long
I'm on the lookout, I have her in sight
Give her whatever she wants all night long
If she gets into it
She's a rooster and I'm like the coyote
But she won't run into the roadrunner with me
Untamable like a horse without a rider, always sexy
Well-dressed and made up (well done)
Killing it wherever she goes
She's a bully with her killer figure
And whoever looks at her falls in love instantly
Under the spell of her hypnotizing gaze (bewitching)
Hot and shiny like a diamond
She wants twenty-four seven (ay-ay-ay)
She looks calm, but she goes twenty-four seven (ay)
She doesn't want roses, she wants toys
When she goes for it (ay)
She doesn't want flowers, she wants cash
Twenty-four seven, she wants twenty-four seven
Damn, I'm with Dalmata, with Sebastian Yatra
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
No class tomorrow, we have Saturday and Sunday
From Miami to Medellin, Colombia
Today we go out no matter what happens
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow, go out
'Cause there's no class tomorrow
What?, there's no class tomorrow
Yatra, Yatra