Do You Remember (remix) (part. Fernandezz, SAIKO, Eix y Gotay "El Autentiko")

Where could she be?
Uh-uh
La-la-la, damn it, babe
This is the remix

Where could she be? Do you remember?
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema
You called me daddy, to me you were my queen
I’m searching for that memory, but
Where could she be? Do you remember?
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema
You’re still with Judas at the last supper
I’m rolling with the demons setting the scene

Girl, you deserve it
Don’t be with that kid riding in my Class S
You keep hanging with that snitch
I’ll keep traveling watching the sunrise

And, girl, maybe I’ll go crazy again
When, babe, your picture crosses my mind
A lot of people think I’m nuts
Crazy to see you again

Your mom told me (your dad’s a snitch) not to call you anymore (ah)
But the memories keep flooding in (where could she be?)
Hitting you hard in your mom’s ride
You’d pull out the Juicy, you were my bae
Tell me, with that purple, what’s got you feeling this way? (What’s up?)
I’ll send someone to crack his skull
And it makes me laugh, it makes me laugh (girl, it makes me laugh)
That you’re so fake now, it makes me laugh
Do you remember us vibing with the breeze?
Do you remember? To me, you were my queen

And, girl, you deserve it
Don’t be with that kid riding in the XM
I was your little devil, we mixed our genes
(I’m searching for that memory, but)

Where could she be? Do you remember? (Ah, mm)
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema (ah)
You called me daddy, to me you were my queen (ah)
(I’m searching for that memory, but)
(Where could she be?) Do you remember?
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema (ah)
You’re still with Judas at the last supper
(And I’m with the demons setting the scene)

I know you see me everywhere, I got the boat at the marina
Shining and parked, ready for when you want to go
Sometimes you don’t deserve it, keep being with that snitch
Knowing he’s got papers on him
I just want to hit it sometimes and I remember you start to mess with me
Calling, texting, you’re gonna complain (ah)
When am I gonna record?
And since I’m not happy, I had your dude killed (oh)
Remember? That’s why I made the remix, so you’d come back to me (oh)
This song was made for you (ey)
And even though that’s how I feel, I’m not in my best moment

And, baby, tell me how it really feels
Now it’s you who can’t handle it
Now I’m walking alone down the street thinking
They say: He’s losing it for not being able to hold back

And, girl, you deserve it
Don’t be with that kid riding in the Class S
You keep hanging with that snitch
I’ll keep traveling watching the sunrise

And, girl, how hot, girl, those poses, girl
When you’d hit me with those vibes
And, girl, how good it is, girl, how hot you are
You’d make me spill it all over
And, girl, and, girl, and, babe
All that’s left is that memory
Of when I’d touch you and put it inside

Girl, maybe I’ll go crazy again
When, babe, your picture crosses my mind
A lot of people think I’m nuts
Crazy to see you again

Where could she be? The one who left and never comes back (yeah)
I don’t know why she won’t leave my head (no, no)
Could it be I can’t forget the times? (Oh)
Or the time we got down in the BMW by the beach (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You looking at the moon and I’m hitting it without the mesh (hahaha)
Kisses for you, but for him, I got the heat
Tell that punk that– (shh), I don’t know why he’s quiet
That everything he does, I taught you (yeah)
I was first long before he was (ah-ah)
Tell that jerk all the times we did it, babe
And I left it inside you

Where could she be? Do you remember? (Uh)
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema (ah)
You called me daddy, to me you were my queen (ah)
I’m searching for that memory, but
Where could she be? Do you remember?
Hitting you hard in the backseat in the Bema
You’re still with Judas at the last supper
And I’m rolling with the demons setting the scene

Hey, girl, hey, girl, you deserve it
Don’t be with that kid riding in the Class S
Stay with that snitch
(I’ll keep traveling watching the a–)

Damn it, babe.