My crush
regwgaeton, pop, dancefloor-ready beat, sensual female vocals, Latin rhythm, bold energy, catchy chorus, guitar
9 days agoAria s1
[Intro]
[Verse]
Late nights scrolling through your feed, mi amor
Seeing you with her, it hits me like a storm
I know your secrets, those wild nights in the hood
Pranks with the boys, yeah I was there, understood
Sheâs too straight-laced, like a shadow in the light
No fire in her eyes, she donât know how to f***t
Since when you into brunettes? Tell me, whatâs the deal?
I dyed my hair blonde just to make you feel real
[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder if friends can hold hands tight
How mine would feel in yours, strong and right
Your grip so steady, pulling me close in the dark
Podemos? Or is it just a spark?
[Chorus]
I think youâd look better in my bed than in hers (oh, baby)
Weâll blast our songs, then turn up the heat, fiesta all night (vamos)
You know what I mean, no games, just the truth
Youâre my crush, I canât help it, lo juro (no lies)
Youâre my crush, I donât wanna be just friends (no mĂĄs)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Te quiero, letâs break the door (break it down)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Ay, Dios, what you do to me
[Verse]
Your new girlâs got me twisted, she donât fit your vibe
She bats her eyes, playing sweet, but itâs all a show, no life
Moving slow like a queen, but I know what sheâs low
Too quiet, too fake, like sheâs stealing your glow
Iâve known you forever, through the laughs and the mess
Those crazy stories we keep, under duress
Is it just a fantasy, or youâre mi obsesiĂłn?
Like a fire in my head, b*****g all night long
[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder if friends can hold hands tight
How mine would feel in yours, strong and right
Your grip so steady, pulling me close in the dark
Podemos? Or is it just a spark?
[Chorus]
I think youâd look better in my bed than in hers (oh, baby)
Weâll blast our songs, then turn up the heat, fiesta all night (vamos)
You know what I mean, no games, just the truth
Youâre my crush, I canât help it, lo juro (no lies)
Youâre my crush, I donât wanna be just friends (no mĂĄs)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Te quiero, letâs break the door (break it down)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Ay, Dios, what you do to me
[Bridge]
God, it kills me when you laugh with her like that
Jealousyâs whispering, yeah, I should be where sheâs at
What if I lean in close, whisper in your ear,
âTe quiero mucho, mi amor, no fear?â
I catch those looks you throw my way, donât deny
Donât worry âbout the friendship, letâs say goodbye
I want more than hands held, more than a glance
Give me that beso, letâs take this chance.
[Final Chorus]
I think youâd look better in my bed than in hers (oh, baby)
Weâll blast our songs, then turn up the heat, fiesta all night (vamos)
You know what I mean, no games, just the truth
Youâre my crush, I canât help it, lo juro (no lies)
Youâre my crush, I donât wanna be just friends (no mĂĄs)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Te quiero, letâs break the door (break it down)
Crush! Crush! Crush! Ay, Dios, what you do to me
[Outro]
Youâre my crush! crush! crush!
No puedo esconderlo mĂĄs
Youâre my crush! crush! crush!
You know it, you feel it, lo sabes
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