BELLAQUERA (part. Jere Klein)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Baby, it’s not that I wanna talk to you this way
But I wanted you to know that you’ve got me feeling naughty (okay)
Baby, it’s not that I wanna talk to you like this
But I wanted you to know (baby), that you’ve got me feeling naughty

And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Better get out of those pajamas and into bed
And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Come on, get all dressed up, I’m coming to pick you up

You’ve got me feeling desperate but I don’t want to, I’m waiting
If it were up to me, I’d transfer all my money to you
My heart’s in pain, like the ache in my arm and the steel
I feel so much love that I’m losing my mind over you
In the mood, like a diamond to a thief, you drive me wild
When we fight, I wanna kiss your lips
And you get crazier, you throw me off track
Baby in the mood, like a diamond to a thief, you drive me wild
When we fight, I wanna kiss your lips
And you get crazier, you throw me off track

Baby, it’s not that I wanna talk to you this way
But I wanted you to know that you’ve got me feeling naughty (okay)
Baby, it’s not that I wanna (that I wanna) talk to you like this
But I wanted you to know (baby) that you’ve got me feeling naughty

And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Better get out of those pajamas and into bed
And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Come on, get all dressed up, I’m coming to pick you up

In the five-star, we’re gonna get it on
I’m coming for you, you know I’ll arrive
That outfit looks amazing on you
Smoking a little blunt with a view of the sea, how’s it going?
She’s my goddess, she’s chill, others are lining up, got some haters
And they throw shade, keeping an eye on us, yeah
If they only knew we’re a little crazy
The princess fell for a monster, mmm, mmm, mmm
She’s different, haha, traveling the world at 20
Came down from Bogotá, baby got her teeth done
The girl’s got style, a president on her wrist
Works on another continent

And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Better get out of those pajamas and into bed
And you say you hate me, hate me
Then you say you love me, love me
Baby, let’s not fight
Come on, get all dressed up, I’m coming to pick you up

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh