Ahi Ahi

Maybe you'll come over
It's been a while since we crossed paths
I need you and you need me
Why do I keep committing this sin?
Admit that your body craves
Those hands that once touched you
Let yourself be seen, even if it's just for half an hour
You'll see how good we have it

There in my room, you get wild
Where you have a thousand reasons to make me feel the way you do
You already caught on to the intentions
There, there, in my room, you get wild
Where you have a thousand reasons to make me feel the way you do
You already caught on to the intentions

No need to talk much about what we know
About everything we do, about what we have
When we get lost, we understand the world
But if you only knew what I fear
That your heart isn't mine, it's someone else's

I want to be the one who touches your breast
Who runs their fingers through your hair
Like desires filled with jealousy
Because you love the drama
Whoever has you has a trophy

Like if you want it just like I do
And we get caught up in breaking you in the morning
Today we stay in my bed
Like if you want it just like I do
And we get caught up, I see where I'm going
I want it to be full-time

Baby, you’re a vibe
Everything your mouth can do, I can't, and it shows
That everything about you is poison
Wet sheets, you're on top of me
You don't want to stop
What you have, I don't see in anyone else
A hidden mischief in intimacy

Maybe you'll come over
It's been a while since we crossed paths
I need you and you need me
Why do I keep committing this sin?
Admit that your body craves
Those hands that once touched you
Let yourself be seen, even if it's just for half an hour
You'll see how good we have it

There in my room, you get wild
Where you have a thousand reasons to make me feel the way you do
You already caught on to the intentions
There, there, in my room, you get wild
Where you have a thousand reasons to make me feel the way you do
You already caught on to the intentions

Yaya oh, yaya oh
I'm the repellent, baby
I'm Héctor Nazza, nigga oh, oh
Tell me Cuartas, Cuartas On The Beat
Money vision
Tell me MostaMan Ganjah
Flow a thousand fifty, Cartagena more exotic than ever
Yeye