Cuarentena - Eladio Carrion

Ya yo no te veo que tú estás en cuarentena

Tú me tiene' aquí, durmiendo en cama ajena

Y no voy a mentir, me lo hace cabrón

Pero no es lo mismo cuando lo hago con mi nena

Me tienes bebiendo, fumando

Las penas olvidando

Saliendo, buscando

La forma de no pensarte

Pero tú quieres desacatarte, yea

Y yo sé que esta' en la tuya

Solo estoy pidiendo que tú dejes que esto fluya

A tu amiga no le caigo bien, problema suya

No me hablan, pero en las redes tiran puya

Me tiran puya

Y son embuste

Hablan de mí porque quieren que la busque

Estamos claro' que hay que hacer un par de ajuste'

Y yo no soy perfecto, pero soy de usted

Cuántos shots ya me he dao a tu nombre, baby, yo no sé

Y si piensas que yo no te pienso, no me conoces

Mala mía, si te llamo un día y tú estás con él

Embuste, dime dónde tú estás pa' yo entrarle a tiro' a ese cabrón

Porque ese culo es mío y de más nadie

Dime algo, no te calle'

Y si te gusta la pista

Entonces quédate con la calle

Eso es mío y de más nadie

Dime algo, no te calle'

Y si te gusta la pista

Entonces quédate con la calle, yea-yea

Pues entonces quédate con la calle, yea-yea

Entonces quédate con la calle, yea-yea-yea-yea

Entonces quédate con la calle

(Te gusta la pista)

I no longer see you that you are in quarantine

You have me here, sleeping in someone else's bed

And I'm not going to lie, it makes me a bastard

But it's not the same when I do it with my baby

You got me drinking, smoking

the sorrows forgetting

going out, searching

The way of not thinking about you

But you want to disobey yourself, yea

And I know that it's in yours

I'm just asking that you let this flow

Your friend doesn't like me, her problem

They don't talk to me, but in the networks they throw puya

they throw me puya

and they are lies

They talk about me because they want me to look for it

We are clear 'that we have to make a couple of adjustments'

And I'm not perfect, but I'm yours

How many shots have I already given to your name, baby, I don't know

And if you think that I don't think about you, you don't know me

My bad, if I call you one day and you're with him

Liar, tell me where you are so I can shoot that bastard

Because that ass is mine and nobody else's

Tell me something, don't shut up'

And if you like the track

So stay with the street

That's mine and no one else's

Tell me something, don't shut up'

And if you like the track

So stay with the street, yea-yea

Well then stay with the street, yea-yea

So stay with the street, yea-yea-yea-yea

So stay with the street

(Do you like the track)