TEMA DE JORY Lyrics English Translation by Mora
I can’t crack the secret hiding in those eyes—whatever she wants, she’s got it
Hookups are her ritual; she does what she feels, never what’s “smart” or “proper”
That’s exactly how it went the night she showed up in front of me
But that was, what, a month ago? After that she disappeared
Last night she dropped a story—swimsuit on, blasting a Jory track
Hopping from boat to boat—no one owns that shorty
Everybody’s down to fund her fun, but she’s in her own lane
Never chasing money
Last night she dropped a story—swimsuit on, blasting a Jory track
Hopping from boat to boat—no one owns that shorty
Everybody’s down to fund her fun, but she’s in her own lane
Never chasing money
But when I roll in—oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh—
She looks at no one else
Heads straight to where I’m at—oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh—
And, baby, if they ask, no need for details
She never declines me—just like my credit card
Clearly that diet never slips
Damn, I’m lit—Jon Z vibes
She hits me whenever she’s amped so I can quiet her down
We knock out three rounds—two before, one after the nap
Check‑up time; your warranty’s due
Let me know if I call the pilot—day after tomorrow we’re off again
Naked at the shoreline, and who cares if we end up on Univisión
After tonight don’t say “hi,” ask for my blessing
May God bless that booty—and your friend’s
If you don’t wanna share, don’t contradict yourself
And if you wanna compete, remember I’m playing a different league
Diving head‑first, but trust, I’ve got a parachute
She loves doing what nobody sees—same as me
Not everyone wins; she only lets ’em watch
And when I could, I hit it Monday to Monday
And even though I’ve had her…
Last night she dropped a story—swimsuit on, blasting a Jory track
Hopping from boat to boat—no one owns that shorty
Everybody’s down to fund her fun, but she’s in her own lane
Never chasing money
But when I roll in—oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh—
She looks at no one else
Heads straight to where I’m at—oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh‑oh, oh—
Baby, if they ask, no need for details
[Jory Boy & Ñengo Flow]
She only wants me, nobody else
When she spots me, she shows up like magic
And yeah, she gets all dolled up for me—fresh just for me
That’s when I turn into a killer, a straight savage
She’s not feelin’ you—she wants to leave with me
When she spots me, she shows up like magic
All dolled up for me—fresh just for me
That’s when I turn into a killer, a straight savage (Ha‑ha‑ha)