GANAS REMIXXX Lyrics (English Translation) – Kris R., ROA

Read the full GANAS REMIXXX (English Translation) lyrics by Kris R., ROA, Clarent and Luar La L along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kris R.’s music, you can also explore DE MEDALLO PA MOROVIS and Pies En La Tierra, two other songs by Kris R..

[Intro: Blessd, Clarent, ROA & De La Rose]
Oh, my love
Hey, baby, I’m the one you love—to be honest
I’m the one who wrote the verse for “POLOS OPUESTOS”
The one who’s your master in bed
Baby, I can’t live imagining someone else has touched you
Ma, yeah, I might just kill him, ’cause now that pu*sy is mine
My love, let’s fu*k like we’re dying tomorrow
My damn obsession—you know I’ve wanted you for a long time

[Chorus: Kris R.]
What is your mystery? We’ve messed around, we’ve talked
We haven’t gotten anywhere; you don’t take me seriously
We keep feelings out of it; you’re just crazy to fu*k

[Verse 1: ROA]
You—You wanted to forget me, but you got bored of FERXXO
I feel like buying you a flight and leaving you at the airport
I recognize your beauty marks; I’m an expert on you
Real until death; what we have will never die, ma
Fu*king is pure effect—dopamine
I go deep inside and knock you up, like Kris did with Karina
What we have is forever—in this life and the next
You and I have a pact, like Wheeler and Zamira
Climb on top of me
I’m dying to fu*k you so good, you bad b!tch, and make you cum
What we have is forever—Anuel and KAROL G
I could have whatever I want, but I choose you (Prr)
Tell me, mami, if you want to do it again
We’re reliving old moments through s*x
You asked for space, and in that time, we lost each other
I’m never gonna lose you the way TINI lost Miko
If you hide, I’ll come looking for you
Block me, I’ll still show up
You and I have a bond that won’t break
I know I’m crazy, but we’re the same

[Bridge: ROA]
You want to make me fall in love, and I’m dying to fu*k you
There’s no way out of this; you’re mine until I decide otherwise
You want to make me fall in love, and I’m dying to fu*k you
There’s no way out of this; you’re mine until I decide otherwise

[Chorus: ROA]
I know you, ma
This life will slip away, but in the next life, you’ll have to love me
You were my life, but that’s how life goes—look how it paid me back

[Verse 2: Kris R.]
Tell, tell, tell, tell, tell, tell, tell me, baby, if you want to go for round two
We relive old moments through s*x
You asked for space, and in that time, we lost each other
Tell me if we can meet at the spot where we devoured each other
I want to fu*k you one more time
I’ll pick you up in the G-Wagon, put you in the back seat (Shh)
You know what I’m capable of; it doesn’t matter if there’s someone else
You’re mine until I decide otherwise
And it all hurts, but I play it cool
I haven’t forgotten you, and you haven’t forgotten me either
I had to delete all the photos
What we had has faded into the past
No, no, no—be straight with me, babe: did you forget me?
No one looks as hot as you and I do
If there’s someone else, I’ll give you your space—but let’s do this

[Interlude: De La Rose]
Hey, baby, when are you taking me to Medellín? [Verse 3: De La Rose]
Oh, baby, I’m your *chimbita* (Chimbita)
That lovin’ of yours has got me totally hooked (Uh)
Top-tier—you leave me soaking wet (Pool)
That d!ck is mine, papi, even in another life, hey
But I’m not looking for love, baby
I just wanna fu*k you again
Baby, I knew that without me, it would be the last time
I manifested it when I left my panties in your car
You can go fu*k around with someone else, have your fun
I give you two days, but you’ll come crawling back
These little hoes don’t do it like I do, no
I don’t jinx it; I bless the G-Class
Wi-Wi-With someone else you can fu*k, have your fun
I give you two days, but you’ll come crawling back (No, no)
These little hoes don’t do it like I do, no
I don’t jinx it; I bless the G-Class

[Refrain: De La Rose]
I—I know you, *pa*
This life of ours will pass, but in the next one, you’re gonna have to love me
Baby, you were my whole life, and—the ba*tard—look how he paid me back (This is De La)

[Chorus: Kris R.]
What’s your mystery? We’ve messed around, we’ve talked
We haven’t gotten anywhere; you don’t take me seriously
We keep feelings out of it; you’re sick for some fu*king
And I’m your remedy

[Verse 4: Blessd & Luar La L]
No, there’s no one to set you straight
But you ran into a real player
I’m a bad boy, but a sure thing
You found someone to keep you and buy you rings
I want to fu*k you one more time; we’re a perfect match
I’ll give you whatever you ask for
A new Rolex, not an Apple Watch
And hand you 0k in cash, and I’ll dedicate Young Fatty’s “FRIA” to you
You drive me crazy, I swear, girl
To me, you’re not a nobody
You’ve got me imagining you like a prisoner in a cell
Oh, I’m dying to hit it and keep you satisfied
Let’s get involved again, no matter the place
To do it the way we do
Everything with you is obscene; in hell, we’d have a damn good time— (Listen up, what?)

[Verse 5: Luar La L]
Yeah, I’ll land around 3, so you can wait for me on all fours
And I’ll straighten out your curly hair (You know, baby)
By 5 o’clock, we’ll go for round two
‘Cause I want to see you bouncing (Up)
You suck it so damn good, it makes me stiffen up (What?)
I’ll build up your body and then I’ll tear it down
Tell me if you’re in Detroit and I’ll slam it in like Grant Hill
Bring your friend too, so I can get a double kill (Let’s do it)
Mami, you’re the game’s MVP; I’m Phil Jackson
Your boyfriend‘s a Bull (Uh-huh); I’ll buy another full clip for him (Prr)
And I bought your kids fresh backpacks for school
to school (Haha, what?)
There’s a pencil for that sharpener—go on, kiss the tip
This thing fires if it aims at you, and lubricates you if you rub it on (What?)
Tell me if this is for fu*king or if you want to fall in love—don’t confuse me (Hey, don’t play mind games)
She says that when I bury it deep inside her, she feels like she’s dying (Haha)
My lyrics are all about lust, and that’s what floods you (What?)

[Chorus: Luar La L]
Mami, what’s your mystery?
We’ve talked while getting freaky, but we haven’t gotten anywhere
You don’t take me seriously
Let’s not mix in feelings
You’re dying to fu*k, and I’m your cure, your remedy

[Verse 6: Kris R.]
I won’t lie to you, we hurt each other
I get tangled up with other bodies, and I miss you even more (Eh)
I wanted everything with you; you just used me as a rebound
It’s fu*ked up—we didn’t even make it to a year

[Refrain: Kris R, Blessd & Clarent]
I know you, ma
This life is slipping away, but in another life, you’re going to have to love me
You were my whole life, and—what a b!tch—look how you paid me back (Yeah, yeah, Los Ballers de la City)

[Verse 7: Clarent]
What are you willing to do for these 0 bills? That a$$hole gives you nothing, and he doesn’t even fu*k you right
It’s 3:33; I’ve been hitting you up since yesterday
If you wake up next to me, it’s so I can tear it up again
And record you screaming at me
You’re a pu*sy monster, I’m your pu*sy lover (Ah-ah)
I like you because, honestly, you don’t give me any drama
Rich boy—I foot the bill, so you owe me favors
My affectionate one, my oxygen—that’s the nickname I gave you
And it stuck, baby; you’re my double cup
I got on the expressway, and you climbed right onto my lap
Baby, I stay active like a Black Ops soldier
Michael Phelps inside that pu*sy; I’ve always been a shark
Baby, I’ve got an AR, an AK, and a Glock
I didn’t want to do it, but you provoked me
I like you on all fours, with your heels touching your head
Baby, I’m a baller; I’ve always had the ball
I give you everything, oh

[Outro: Kris R.]
What’s your mystery?
We’ve hung out, we’ve talked
But we haven’t gotten anywhere; you don’t take me seriously
We keep feelings out of it—you’re crazy to fu*k
And I’m your remedy