Te Culié (part. Beéle)

And she dances, and she enjoys, and she sings, ta-ta-ta-ta
And she dances, and she enjoys, and she sings, ta-ta-ta-ta (whoo, rrr)

You saying like uh, no, no, what the hell?
You're just a liar because, babe, I got you

You wanna roll like a player, hooked up, it shows
You ain't from Culiacán, but I already got you
Got-got, got-got, got, got you
Got-got, got-got, got, got you (ha ha ha)

Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha

Erase me, delete me, block me
But I already got you, and there's no going back

Ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha

Look, ahem, heh
You know what, let me say
I got you

Ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha

Listen, you and I gotta sort this out
And if we get it together, we’ll handle everything

Ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha
Got-got-got you

And she dances, and she enjoys, and she sings, ta-ta-ta-ta
And she dances, and she enjoys, and she sings, ta-ta-ta-ta (come on, let it play, crazy)