La Realidad (part. J Balvin)
Las potencias musicales del movimiento
W, Yandel
J Balvin
Él la lastima y la lastimo también
Pero de otra manera que le gusta
(Tú sabe' que tú ere' loca conmigo)
La trata mal, yo la trato muy bien
Por eso en la noche me busca
(Oh-oh, Colombia y Puerto Rico)
Ya no te quiero ver, nena, llorando
Por ese diablo que te está matando
Y si él supiera que lo estás odiando
Y que encima 'e mí lo estás olvidando
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando
(Woh, woh; tú sabe' lo que tiene' que hacer)
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Él te lastima y ya te tiene mal el cora
Cuando yo te lastimo en la cama y tú lo adoras
Yo ya te he explorado, mamacita, como Dora
Y te tengo rompiendo ahora con la batidora
Como buen cristiano, te puse a ver la gloria
Ya no le contestes, que él es una escoria
El dúo con él lo borraste 'e tu memoria
Y ahora tú y yo somo' el dúo de la historia
Y ya no aguanto verte más con él
No, no, no, no
Si me desea' y yo a ti también
Ven, vamo' a hacerno' canto
No bote' una lágrima ya por él
No, no, no, no
Llevo tiempo esperando que me diga': Yandel
Llamé pa' verte
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando, oh-oh
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando, oh-oh
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Okey, conmigo perreas, con él tú lloras
Siguen pasando las horas y yo loco por buscarte en la motora
Yo conozco tu punto débil, lo sabes, seductora
No te olvido desde el día que me hiciste la batidora
Abusadora, abusadora
Baby, rebélate y fúgate conmigo a Bora Bora
Él no te toca en la noche ni tampoco devora
Que tú eres mía completa en el barrio se rumora
Tú quieres, yo quiero jalarte por el pelo
Baby, apaga la luz y quítate el suéter de cuero
¿Prefieres vino, cerveza, champaña con hielo?
Tú sabes que él te lastima y yo en mi cama te consuel
Él la lastima y la lastimo también
Pero de otra manera que le gusta
La trata mal, yo la trato muy bien
Ya no te quiero ver, nena, llorando
Por ese diablo que te está matando
Y si él supiera que lo estás odiando
Y que encima 'e mí lo estás olvidando
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Ya no te quiero ver lamentando, oh-oh
Mándalo al carajo volando
Que cuando él llegue, aterrice, se va a chocar con la realidad
Eh-eh
Taiko
Oh-oh
Leggo
Sheesh
The Reality (feat. J Balvin)
The musical powers of the movement
W, Yandel
J Balvin
He hurts her and hurt her too
But in a way she likes
(You know you're crazy about me)
He treats her badly, I treat her very well
That's why she looks for me at night
(Oh-oh, Colombia and Puerto Rico)
I don't want to see you anymore, baby, crying
For that devil who is killing you
And if he knew that you hate him
And that on top of that you're forgetting about him
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
(Woh, woh; you know what you have to do)
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
He hurts you and already has your heart in a bad place
When I hurt you in bed and you adore him
I have explored you, baby, like Dora
And now I have you breaking it with the blender
Like a good Christian, I showed you the glory
Don't answer him anymore, he's scum
You erased the duet with him from your memory
And now you and I are the duet of history
And I can't stand to see you with him anymore
No, no, no, no
If you want me and I want you too
Come, let's make music
Don't shed a tear for him anymore
No, no, no, no
I've been waiting for you to tell me: Yandel
I called to see you
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
Okay, you twerk with me, you cry with him
The hours go by and I'm crazy looking for you on the motorcycle
I know your weak point, you know it, seductive
I haven't forgotten you since the day you made me the blender
Abuser, abuser
Baby, rebel and escape with me to Bora Bora
He doesn't touch you at night nor devours you
You're mine completely, it's rumored in the neighborhood
You want it, I want to pull your hair
Baby, turn off the light and take off the leather sweater
Do you prefer wine, beer, champagne with ice?
You know he hurts you and I comfort you in my bed
He hurts her and hurt her too
But in a way she likes
He treats her badly, I treat her very well
I don't want to see you anymore, baby, crying
For that devil who is killing you
And if he knew that you hate him
And that on top of that you're forgetting about him
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
I don't want to see you lamenting anymore, oh-oh
Tell him to go to hell flying
Because when he arrives, he'll crash into reality
Eh-eh
Taiko
Oh-oh
Leggo
Sheesh