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Description
No romance with long walks under the moonlight - here, everything is straightforward, passionate, and filled with the smell of smoke in the cabin. The promises are generous, the fantasies unrestrained, and the desires as simple as pressing “play”: now, immediately, and without nuance. The music sounds as if the city night has become a stage for a daring adventure, where tenderness hides behind the loud word “chula” and laughter that knows its worth.
Composers: Isaú Ortiz, Leo Aranda, Luis R. Conríquez, Manuel Gómez Garza, Meni Mendez, Neto Vega
Producer(s): Meni Mendez
Director: Jeric Johnson
DP: Diego Valenzuela
Spotlight: Emilio Moreira
Producer: Kran Rosas
AP: Violeta Sanchez and Carla Lustaunau
Master: Miguel Angel “Chino” Alcantara Leyva
Key Grab: Octavio “Canser” Corrales
Grab: Paul Velardes
Staff: Diego “Chame” Castro.
Art Director: David 3 Castillo
Art Assistant: Rafa Vega
BTS: Abraham Mono Gonzalez
Design: Edgar Vega
MUAH: Jess Rosas
MUAH Assistant: Jason Brown
Data and Footage: David Hinojos
Stylist: Homero Cortes
Lyrics and translation
Original
Traigo un kilo en efectivo
Que no te esperen en tu casa porque hoy te quedas conmigo
El cuernudo está dormido
Y si al rato te pregunta, dile que yo soy tu amigo
Voy por ti en la 'Rari, fumando la mari
Ya tengo cuadrada la vuelta
Un penthouse en Cali, full set de Cavalli
Te tengo la vida resuelta
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Que te me montes, unos sentones pa lo caliente
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Ven, quítame lo caliente
Te traigo un chingo de ganas, mija, para qué te miento
Vo'a quitarte el vestido aquí en el estacionamiento
Pa que te sientas a gusto, hice pa atrás el asiento
Pa darte como loco hasta quedarnos sin aliento
Quiero curarte, detonarte
Besarte, que chille el catre y a la luna llevarte
Ay, Amalia, tírame la sandalia
Ya sabe' que aquí no hay falla, aquí está tu doble, ya, ya
Baby, ya quiero comerte porque en serio no aguanto las ganas
Quiero darme un encerrón contigo toda la semana
Ya sabe' que conmigo no batalla' por la lana
Avísale a tu mamá que te vas pa Punta Cana
Quiero comerte porque en serio no aguanto las gana'
De darme un encerrón contigo toda la semana
Ya sabe' que conmigo no batalla' por la lana
Avísale a tu mamá que te vas pa Punta Cana
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Que te me montes, unos sentones pa lo caliente
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Ven, quítame lo caliente
Ay, mami, qué rica te ves
Con ganas de todo y hasta ponerte al revés
Porfa, sácate una para imaginarme la otra
Se sacó las dos y no se puso tan nerviosa
Y si fumamos marihuana, ¿o qué?
Invitamos a tu hermana, ¿o qué?
Loquerón, fin de semana, ¿o qué?
Qué rica te ves sin calzón
Se la come sin pretexto
Vieras que contigo cómo he disfrutado el sexo
Ay, cómo me encanta que te la comas a besos
Que te la comas a besos
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Que te me montes, unos sentones pa lo caliente
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Ven, quítame lo caliente
Pa ti todo mi efectivo
Yo no te regalo rosas pa que andes conmigo
Te vuelo en privado pa Las Vegas al casino
No te voy a dar cadenas de tejido chino
Mejor algo más fino
Tacones YSL, diamantes FL
Le vas a dar envidia a las modelos de la tele
Yo no te pongo límites, aquí todo se puede
Agarra la del indio y ráspala hasta que se queme
Loca, loca
Tronada de la chompa, como tú ya no hay otra
Una diosa
Que tienes a tu vato, el que siempre te soporta
Loca, loca
Tronada de la chompa, como tú ya no hay otra
Una diosa
Que tienes a tu vato, el que siempre te soporta
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Que te me montes, unos sentones pa lo caliente
Chula, vente porque ya quiero comerte
En el asiento de enfrente
Ven, quítame lo caliente
Oye, es el Luis R
El Neton
Y la Fuerza Regida
¡Traka!
English translation
I bring a kilo in cash
Don't let them wait for you at home because today you are staying with me
The horned man is asleep
And if he asks you after a while, tell him that I am your friend
I'm coming for you in the 'Rari, smoking the mari
I already have the turn squared
A penthouse in Cali, full set by Cavalli
I have your life resolved
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Let me ride you, some hot feelings
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Come, take away the heat from me
I bring you a lot of desire, mija, why do I lie to you?
I'm going to take off your dress here in the parking lot
So that you feel comfortable, I made the seat back
To give you like crazy until we run out of breath
I want to heal you, detonate you
Kiss you, let the cot scream and take you to the moon
Oh, Amalia, throw me the sandal
You already know that there is no fault here, here is your double, now, now
Baby, I want to eat you because I seriously can't stand the urge
I want to hang out with you all week
You already know that with me you don't fight for wool
Tell your mom that you are going to Punta Cana
I want to eat you because I seriously can't stand the urge.'
To hang out with you all week
You already know that with me you don't fight for wool
Tell your mom that you are going to Punta Cana
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Let me ride you, some hot feelings
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Come, take away the heat from me
Oh, mommy, how rich you look
Wanting everything and even turning yourself upside down
Please take one off so I can imagine the other.
She took them both off and didn't get so nervous.
And if we smoke marijuana, or what?
We invited your sister, or what?
Loquerón, weekend, or what?
How rich you look without panties
He eats it without excuse
You would see that with you how I have enjoyed sex
Oh, how I love that you eat it with kisses
Eat it with kisses
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Let me ride you, some hot feelings
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Come, take away the heat from me
For you all my cash
I don't give you roses so you can walk with me
I'll fly you privately to Las Vegas to the casino
I'm not going to give you Chinese woven chains
Better something thinner
YSL heels, FL diamonds
You're going to make the TV models envious.
I don't set limits for you, here everything is possible
Grab the Indian's and scratch it until it burns
Crazy, crazy
Thunder of the sweater, like you there is no other
a goddess
That you have your guy, the one who always supports you
Crazy, crazy
Thunder of the sweater, like you there is no other
a goddess
That you have your guy, the one who always supports you
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Let me ride you, some hot feelings
Cool, come because I want to eat you
In the front seat
Come, take away the heat from me
Hey, it's Luis R
The Neton
And the Force Ruled
Traka!