LAS NEAS (part. Justin Quiles y Lenny Tavárez)

(Out there, Papadió', you know, boss, the best)

Last night, leaving the hood
You crossed my border
I brought you in without a passport
You’re looking good and real fine

And if you call me again
It’s gonna happen again
A night of contact, we got a pact
Both close together so you can feel the touch

A little whiskey and I brought a drink for me, oh
I wanna get wild, what a trip, ah
In the hookah, a little smoke
So we can have a crazy night
I like to chill in spots with the cuties and the neas
You got what it takes, show off, show off (what’s up, huh?)

Yeah, that stuff got me zigzagging
That little thing is mine, don’t look at it, my dude (ah, no way)
Cause if you want problems, that’s what we got here (oh, really? Haha)

Grinding in the hood, they call it The Masterclass (uh-huh)
And me, after two drinks, I can dance any waltz (oh)
Turn off the lights, turn off the flash (hahaha)
And if I’m ready for war, don’t ask for peace

Those enchanting eyes live over in the neighborhood (oh)
To see you, I’d even pay for a vaccine (no)
I’ll pick you up in the DR so you can live the adventure
Let’s go after 1 (no, no)

A street party, in the Antioquia hood, you know it
To throw money, there’s no key
Street party, in the Antioquia hood, you know it
To throw money, there’s no key

And if you call me again
It’s gonna happen again
A night of contact, we got a pact
Both close together, so you can feel the touch

A little whiskey and I brought a drink for me, oh (man)
I wanna get wild, what a trip, ah
In the hookah, a little smoke
So we can have a crazy night (my love, come)
I like to chill in spots with the cuties and the neas
If you got what it takes, show off, show off (come on, my love, come)

When you come down to meet
Listen up, it’s gonna work in your favor
I got you on your knees, but I’m at your mercy
I’m ready to pay your phone
The house, the bills, and the car too, babe

If I have a kid with you, I’ll own up to it
When I put it in you, you’ll thank me for it
The hood saw you grow up
Your mom’s a real gem, she brought you to life

This is a gangster party, the club is for breaking it down
Money to spend and the girls to take home
Since I saw you, I got the munchies
And you’re ready to be devoured, babe

You like how I do it
Chilled out with a little breading
If a whiskey gets you hot
Just imagine me after a few drinks

A little whiskey and I brought a drink for me, oh
I wanna get wild, what a trip, ah
In the hookah, a little smoke
So we can have a crazy night
I like to chill in spots with the cuties and the neas
You got what it takes, show off, show off

A street party, in the Antioquia hood, you know it
To throw money, there’s no key
Street party, in the Antioquia hood, you know it
To throw money, there’s no key

Ah-ah-ah-ah
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