And for Valentine's Day... a classic piece of over-sexed reggaeton. Definitely more fun than a card and flowers.
This is a beauty of its type: there's that unmistakable reggaeton rhythm, and a little bit of backing brass. Tego's on top form, with some lyrics exalting himself, women, and dancing, in his typical slangy slurred delivery. It's good. Also, the video makes me homesick for Central America, which isn't even really home, so it must be doing something right.
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