Novio No (part. Ryan Castro)
Sech
No Boyfriend (feat. Ryan Castro)
(I think, baby, I'm tired of that jerk already, for real)
(I just wanna hit the streets, drink, and hang out)
(And get a crazy buzz)
She doesn’t want a boyfriend, just wants to have fun
Doesn’t want anyone telling her what to do
No fool coming at her with nonsense
(Kybba, you’re bad like that) –leave-leave-leave
No boyfriend, just a hookup
She’s busy, hitting the gym
Good girl? No, bad girl, yes
She’s already suffered being like this
No panties, says lace yes
No house, says street yes
She got lost, it wasn’t me
The girls are like this
A boyfriend for what? To lie?
A boyfriend for what? To fail?
A boyfriend for what? If they’re on fire
Cinderella stays here on the street
A boyfriend for what? To lie?
A boyfriend for what? To fail?
A boyfriend for what? If they’re on fire
Cinderella stays here on the street
Hey, they got him offering cash
I can already smell the splash
Far away, I’m seeing the flashes (flashes)
She came alone and isn’t matching, my gosh
I know that sounds like: Splash, splash
It’s time for her to lie
And tempt you, heat you up
So you can feel it (yeah, for sure)
She doesn’t want no (doesn’t want anything)
Doesn’t want a boyfriend with drinks, she prefers more (she prefers more)
She’s too hot, too fine, the troublemaker (the troublemaker)
And only tequila will burn her up (mm, whoo!)
Now she’s causing damage
Since she got hurt
Her heart is stingy
And it wasn’t the fault of a stranger
No boyfriend, just a hookup
She’s busy, hitting the gym
Good girl? No, bad girl, yes
She’s already suffered being like this
No panties, says lace yes
No house, says street yes
She got lost, it wasn’t me
She got lost, it wasn’t me (kybba, you’re bad like that)
The girls are like this
A boyfriend for what? To lie?
A boyfriend for what? To fail?
A boyfriend for what? If they’re on fire
Cinderella stays here on the street
A boyfriend for what? To lie?
A boyfriend for what? To fail?
A boyfriend for what? If they’re on fire
Cinderella stays here on the street
(Plop-plop-plop!)
She goes to the club whenever she wants
Ready to light up the road
If she’s out to dance, it’s not to hook up
She’s living the single life
She rolled a Philly
Gave her a Martini
And we danced El Riding and we’re chilling
In my queen like Ivy
Tiny waist, pretty
Bought designer, sent a pic of the Philly
Awoo!
That little guy you buy for her
We’re not at war, but send me a bomb
'Cause I keep all your secrets that you hide
She plays in all the positions you put her in
Yeah
The real combination
Ryan Castro with Sech
In Medallo and Panama
Baby girl