Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa' que baile La música no me la cambie Pa' que se suelte (Hey Rvssian) J Balvin, man (hahaha) Leggo, leggo Young Rvssian Esto no es casualidad

Se eu gosto de te namorar Seu eu 'tô louco pra te beijar Se eu 'tô com saudade do seu cobertor 'Tô com vontade de fazer amor Aham, aham, aham Tanto lugar pra você morar nessa cidade Tanto lugar pra você ficar e você 'tá na minha cabeça Você não sai da

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

Cunts watch their bodies, no room for make up I think he's tasted, tasted the watcher Aha Aha shake taper jean girl with a motel face Aha Aha shake bury your eyes in a secret place Aha Aha shake black as night on a Sunday Heartbreak knockin' 'em down like the

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill He never worked, and he never will, And it's ride, ride, ride. Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand Railroad Bill, up on a hill Lightin' a cigar with a ten-dollar bill. Railroad

I wish that he could have seen you And I've been hurt before I live, I live, I live I live like this forever I still have all the wounds he left but they don't hurt no more Like they hurt before I wish, I wish, I wish I wish I could be a stay-at-home dad

'Cause ain't much changed but my age The man you love is the same I gave you the best of my pieces Promise me you'll let me come back home Keep my bed warm Only say you'll be there when I do Promise you get the best of me Got my mind on your waist

Just do somthin' for you Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a diamond ring Build you a house and home Buy you a Chevrolet

This what God feel like, yeah Laughing to the bank like aha, aha, yeah Flex on swole like aha, aha, yeah You feel some type of way then, aha, aha, yeah Yeah (this what God feel like) Ever since a young man All I want to be was a gunman Shooting up the charts, better