Italianissimo - Choclock, Don Patricio

En medio de la playa, entre palmeras

Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media

Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela

Ella ya no me llama, solo espera

Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera

Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya

Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza

Me pierdo entre sus curvas, Valentino Rossi

Estilo italiano, Valentino Rossi

Esto no es amor, ma', pero casi

Playón y musicón yeh, Benicàssim

Siempre que la veo hay brocolí, ye yeah

Dice que tiene mis temas en repeat, ye yeah

Que cuando la tengo encima de mí, uh uh

Hace lo que sea por seguir, uh uh

Esto me supo a poco, yeah

Lo llego a saber y vengo antes

Te busco como busco soco

Como Rihanna busca su diamante

Siempre que la veo hay brocolí, ye yeah

Dice que tiene mis temas en repeat, ye yeah

Que cuando la tengo encima de mí, uh uh

Hace lo que sea por seguir, uh uh

Ella ya no me llama, solo espera

En medio de la playa, entre palmeras

Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media

Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela

Ella ya no me llama, solo espera

Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera

Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya

Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza

Yo intento ser el hombre de tu vida rota

Rota como la mía cabecita loca

Pero yo te pienso mucho vaya donde vaya

No quiero ser tu vida quiero darte otra

Que yo soy más italiano que toda tu ropa

Ven al centro de la charca y muévelo en la roca

Mami dime donde pongo el cuadro de la playa

Que no vengo con papaya vengo con la broca

Pregunta qué me llevo al paraíso

Qué pregunta le hace a un loco playa

Dónde voy a ir yo sin mis niños

Dónde voy a estar yo sin mi charca

Si ya tengo lo qué, jamás nunca pensé

Pero me falta usted, como un loco sin playa

Y aún me puse de pie, pero no pude ver

Tu moreno de piel y el biquini a rayas

Ella ya no me llama, solo espera

En medio de la playa, entre palmeras

Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media

Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela

Ella ya no me llama, solo espera

Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera

Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya

Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza

In the middle of the beach, between palm trees

You know I arrive around half past five

Reggaeton of the old angel flies

She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits

She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out

The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived

So that you get rid of your head

I get lost in his curves, Valentino Rossi

Italian style, Valentino Rossi

This is not love, ma', but almost

Playón and musicón yeh, Benicàssim

Whenever I see her there is broccoli, yeah yeah

She says that she has my songs on repeat, ye yeah

That when I have her on top of me, uh uh

She does whatever it takes to keep going, uh uh

This knew me little, yeah

I get to know and I come before

I look for you as I look for soco

How Rihanna looks for her diamond

Whenever I see her there is broccoli, yeah yeah

She says that she has my songs on repeat, ye yeah

That when I have her on top of me, uh uh

Do whatever it takes to keep going, uh uh

She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits

In the middle of the beach, between palm trees

You know I arrive around half past five

Reggaeton of the old angel flies

She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits

She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out

The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived

So that you get rid of your head

I try to be the man of your broken life

Broken like my crazy little head

But I think of you a lot wherever I go

I don't want to be your life I want to give you another

That I am more Italian than all your clothes

Come to the center of the pond and move it on the rock

Mommy tell me where I put the picture of the beach

I don't come with papaya, I come with the drill

Ask what I take to paradise

What question do you ask a crazy beach

Where am I going to go without my children?

Where am I going to be without my pond

If I already have what, I never ever thought

But I'm missing you, like a madman without a beach

And I still stood up but I couldn't see

Your dark skin and striped bikini

She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits

In the middle of the beach, between palm trees

You know I arrive around half past five

Reggaeton of the old angel flies

She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits

She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out

The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived

So that you get rid of your head