[Chorus: Jhay Cortez]
How delicious that Christian Dior perfume smells
It gets me high like an elevator
If there's no smoke, you know there's alcohol
You know there's alcohol, yes
I like your body, tell me, mami
That booty you got it done in Miami
Get ready for me, so I can get ready for you

[Verse: Jhay Cortez]
That booty is a criminal like Natti (Tell me, papi, papi)
I spend on your body what a Bugatti is worth
Give it to me for free
I give it to you in the Ducati
If the sets aren't Gucci, you know they're Versace
If you kill me, I kill you (Kill)
Tell your bastard about it (Cat)
My account makes it look like I'm trafficking
If I fuck you, I'll wreck you
Baby, I'll follow your machine if you get horny
You want it rough (You want it rough), I'll do you rough (I'll do you rough)
You want it rough, always cutting of the rest
The .40 in the booty, man, I'm the hard one
I took that ass to the place where it's dark

[Bridge: Jhay Cortez]
And she knows she isn't ugly
Wearing designer clothes so she can be seen
European wallet
Gets the weed taken to her, man, she doesn't struggle
And with me in the high
I won't share the picture
If you let me, I'll break you
Before we reach the bedroom
[Chorus: Jhay Cortez]
How delicious that Christian Dior perfume smells
It gets me high like an elevator
If there's no smoke, you know there's alcohol
You know there's alcohol, yes
I like your body, tell me, mami
That booty you got it done in Miami
Get ready for me, so I can get ready for you

[Outro: Daddy Yankee & Héctor El Father]
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?
Twerking, you want it rough?