S E X P L A Y L I S T 1 throws you straight into a neon-lit Puerto Rican night where desire rules the playlist. Omar Courtz and Rauw Alejandro paint a vivid picture of two lovers who can’t keep their hands—or thoughts—off each other. Over a hypnotic reggaetón beat, they celebrate the thrill of mixing sensual fantasy with real emotion, turning every sip of liquor and every rhythm-driven movement into foreplay.
The lyrics are unapologetically explicit yet surprisingly romantic: the couple’s chemistry is so electric that beds get soaked, skies feel closer, and spending sprees at the mall become foreplay for sunrise marathons. Courtz and Rauw aren’t just talking about a casual hookup; they’re praising that intoxicating blend of sexo and love that makes two people feel invincible for one unforgettable night.
Polvos Que No Se Olvidan is a neon-lit postcard from Puerto Rico’s nightlife, where desire burns brighter than the club lights and every beat feels like the last call. Omar Courtz sings about a fling so intense it brands itself on the memory: even if the world ends, he promises to remain her irresistible craving. Between fast motorcycles, luxury cars, violet sunsets, and smoky dance floors, the lyrics capture that reckless energy of two people who can’t quit each other—flirting, ghosting, reappearing, and always colliding as if it is their final chance.
Beneath the swagger and party imagery lies a bittersweet truth: both lovers know the romance might be over, yet they keep chasing the rush because some encounters are simply unforgettable. Courtz turns this push-and-pull into a hypnotic soundtrack of modern love—half celebration, half confession—reminding listeners that certain sparks refuse to fade, no matter how wild the night or distant the morning.
Kyoto turns a late-night hookup into an intergalactic getaway. Omar Courtz, Haze, and De La Rose paint scenes of secret texts, smoky rooms, and overwhelming desire where every kiss feels electric and every hickey shines like gold. The lovers keep their status undefined, but the chemistry is crystal clear: when they are together, the rest of the world disappears. References to Eden, the star of Bethlehem, and outer-space highs make their passion feel mythical, as if crossing boundaries of time and place.
Beneath the sensual wordplay and Puerto Rican slang, the track explores escape. Sex, weed, and music become the ticket out of routine life, lifting the couple to a private “cielo” where rules do not apply and gossip cannot reach them. It is messy, thrilling, and impossibly hard to quit, echoing the irresistible pull of a night that stretches until dawn. Listen closely and you will hear both the freedom and the uncertainty of a bond that is all heat and no labels.
**Omar Courtz’s “A L O C A - T” is a steamy invitation to let loose and claim the night. Over a pulsating reggaetón beat, the Puerto Rican artist mixes clouds of blunt smoke, cans of beer, and the thrill of a spinning dance floor to paint a picture of two lovers who are terrible at commitment but perfect for each other when the lights go down. He urges his partner to alócate (go crazy) and become “mía,” promising a rush so intense it feels like flying up to heaven while still fighting like the devil. The repeated image of a lit “Phillie” blunt sets the hazy, sensual atmosphere where rules fade and desire takes over.
Beneath the party vibe lies an obsession he cannot shake. Even when he tries dancing with someone else, his mind flashes back to her—naked, unforgettable, perched forever at the “top.” He may show up smelling of alcohol and trouble, but every line reveals the same truth: no other hookup compares. Whether he’s dialing her at 3 a.m. or picturing her during yet another wild night out, the song captures that addictive loop of passion, jealousy, and longing that keeps dragging them back together for “una bellaquera intensa.” In short, “A L O C A - T” celebrates the raw pull of chemistry that refuses to be tamed, wrapped in the irresistible swagger of Puerto Rico’s urban sound.
“Piensas En Mí” is a fiery reggaetón confession where Puerto Rican artists Omar Courtz and Luar La L let their desire run wild. From the very first line, the narrator admits he is “crazy to see you,” then spirals into questions about where his lover might be, who she might be with, and—most importantly—whether she still thinks of him when she touches herself. The track swings between playful bravado and raw vulnerability: one moment the singer imagines rushing to her door “like a soldier in position,” the next he is tormented by her latest Twitter photo. References to icons like Carlos Vives, Jhayco, and even Kanye West add humor and swagger, while the repeated hook reminds us that obsession can blur the line between romance and possessiveness.
Beneath the explicit wordplay and club-ready beat lies a relatable theme: that aching mix of jealousy, lust, and hope we feel after a breakup. Omar Courtz and Luar La L portray a lover who would do anything—speed through the night at 130, show up glove-ready for her “ring,” even move across the street—just for one more chance. The song captures today’s social-media love chase, where a single Story view or DM can rekindle the fantasy that nobody gets you like I do. In other words, it is a seductive anthem for anyone who has ever scrolled, stalked, and wondered if that special someone is still thinking of them too.
Picture a humid Miami evening and your phone lights up: ‘Pull up, we’re rolling on the Westside.’ That feverish rush is exactly the vibe of FAYA, a bilingual reggaetón-trap collab where Puerto Rican hitmaker Omar Courtz joins Bassyy and Derek Santana to celebrate a woman who is pure fire. Over smoky synths and chest-rattling bass, the guys lay out a spontaneous night of luxury rides, rooftop suites, weed, alcohol and nonstop flirting. Every lyric drips with desire as they race across town to meet a “shorty” whose magnetism is impossible to resist.
Beneath the flashy shout-outs to Mercedes, Sea-Doos and club LIV, the message is simple: live for right now. The hook repeats the urgent mantra ‘shorty, tú estás fire, quiero verte ese body pero sin nada’, turning lust into a sing-along that owns the dance floor. With playful Spanglish, bold Miami slang and sun-soaked Caribbean heat, FAYA becomes the soundtrack for impulsive hookups, late-night cruising and summer memories that burn hotter than July sand.
Puerto Rican artist Omar Courtz cranks up the intensity in “M U S A E L E V Á”, a steamy reggaetón/trap banger powered by one intoxicating muse. She lights up when he arrives, fumes when he heads out, and summons him with a simple “enter” for another secret rendezvous. Wrapped in a haze of “pasto” that keeps his mind calm and ideas flowing, Courtz dives into nights where beats, bodies, and creativity fuse until sunrise.
Through playful wordplay and bold imagery, the track captures the rush of a hush-hush hookup: dodging a jealous ex, squeezing in meetings between US tour stops, and turning a cold Detroit room into a sauna with chemistry alone. Her chant of “work, work, work” signals pure physical desire, while his lines blur the line between artistic inspiration and raw passion. In the end, “M U S A E L E V Á” celebrates liberated sexuality, mutual escape, and the electric spark that fuels both lovers—and the music itself.
“P I E N S O E N S E X X X O” drops listeners straight into a head-spinning Puerto Rican night filled with clubs, concerts and unfiltered attraction. Over a hard-hitting reggaetón beat, Omar Courtz narrates his routine: smoke, alcohol and late-night pills while texting the girl who dominates his thoughts. He pictures her dancing at a FERXXO show, imagines cruising past Hobie Beach and admits that thinking about her body has become his favorite hobby.
Beneath the bold, explicit lines lies a mix of longing and frustration. The singer knows their relationship slipped into a purely physical loop, yet he cannot pull himself away. He waits outside her house, ready to break the rules just to feel that rush again, and even flashes jealousy at the idea of her with someone else. The song captures the modern party scene where desire, ego and blurred emotions collide, making it an irresistible soundtrack for anyone who has ever chased a midnight thrill and woken up wondering “¿Qué nos pasó que no vi?”
“S I T E G U S T A N L A S G A T A S” throws us straight into a neon-lit Puerto Rican night where swagger, sensuality, and carefree spending rule the dance floor. Omar Courtz invites a partner to forget the price tags and give in to the heat of the moment: flashy clothes drop, heads tilt to the sky, tongues are out, and the ceiling almost “drips” from the chemistry. The repeated line “Dale, no preguntes cuánto vale” (Come on, don’t ask how much it costs) captures the song’s heartbeat – it is all about flaunting, partying hard, and living without regrets.
At the same time, Courtz makes room for confidence and freedom. He reassures his lover that if she likes other girls, he will not get jealous; he just wants everyone to enjoy the vibe. The track mixes reggaeton bravado with playful intimacy, celebrating bodies, luxury, and the thrill of being seen while you’re having fun. In short, this song is an invitation to a high-energy after-party where the only rules are “spend some, sweat a lot, and never hold back.”
“DRIPPEO KBRON” is an all-out celebration of swagger. Omar Courtz teams up with Dei V to paint a neon-lit picture of luxury: diamonds that glow in the dark, penthouse gatherings, designer outfits, and bulletproof rides cruising through Miami. The phrase drippeo cabrón is Puerto Rican slang for an extreme level of drip or style, and that attitude fuels every line. The artists brag about pulling up to parties where all eyes — and cameras — are on them, while rivals, the opps, can only watch from the sidelines. Shout-outs to brands like Balenciaga, Chanel, and Moncler, plus name-drops of stars such as Usher and 50 Cent, amplify the vibe of untouchable wealth and pop-culture savvy.
Beneath the glitter, the lyrics flash moments of street realism: reminders to keep weapons close, warnings for haters to back off, and boasts about staying “blindao” (armored). Yet the dominant mood is triumph. Omar Courtz positions himself as the new wave of Puerto Rican urbano, a successor to icons like Arcángel and De La Ghetto. By mixing Spanish and English, he turns the track into an international flex anthem, inviting listeners to feel the rush of stepping into a nightclub with unstoppable confidence and a bank account to match.
“SERIO CON ESE Q” is a bold, late-night reggaetón confession where Puerto Rican newcomer Omar Courtz teams up with superstar Anuel AA to celebrate an irresistible attraction. Across thumping beats and smoky club vibes, both artists admit they are absolutely serious about one thing: the woman’s magnetic curves (“ese cu”). The song paints vivid scenes of neon lights, cruising down the Baldorioty expressway, and spontaneous bedroom escapades, all while dropping pop-culture references (Bad Bunny, Tokischa, Jhayco) that keep the lyrics playful and very alive.
Beneath the cheeky wordplay lies a tug-of-war between casual hookup energy and unexpected jealousy. The singers mix raw desire with flashes of possessiveness, repeating Anuel’s mantra “Real hasta la muerte” to signal loyalty even inside a no-strings-attached fling. In short, the track is a steamy ode to modern love-and-lust dynamics: fun, boastful, a little chaotic, and impossible to ignore once the bass kicks in.
“I N T R O” is Omar Courtz’s swagger-packed welcome letter to the world, and he brings veteran wordsmith Kendo Kaponi along for extra fire. Over a booming beat, the Puerto Rican newcomer lists the upgrades that success has delivered – three Silverados in convoy, luxury hotels, designer watches – while proudly reminding the doubters that his cool, half-closed eyes are just how he rolls. The lyrics celebrate relentless hustle: Courtz wakes up early, lights a Philly blunt, and gets straight back to grinding. Every line drips with confidence and street-smart wit, turning everyday flexes into a victory lap.
Beneath the flashy cars and shout-outs, the song’s core message is about self-validation. Omar emphasizes that he proved himself quietly first, then started “fronting” only after the hard work paid off. He salutes mentors like Farruko, shrugs off haters, and warns rivals to guard their “shorty” because his charm is irresistible. “I N T R O” is less an introduction and more a mission statement – a trap anthem that says: I earned this, I am chosen, and nothing can stop the wave.
“I N T E R L U D I O” feels like sneaking into a private voicemail between Omar Courtz and the woman who keeps his ego in check. She kicks things off by telling him, in blunt Spanglish, that she doesn’t care about the spotlight, the Gucci or even his undeniable talent—she only cares about him. That down-to-earth challenge cracks the superstar façade and invites listeners to meet the man behind the stage name.
Freed from the glare of fame, Omar answers with a sensual, luxury-soaked fantasy: white-hot chemistry, Fifth Avenue shopping sprees, designer bags that end up on the floor, and late-night drives with smoke in the air. The lyrics are steamy and boastful, yet underneath the lavish imagery runs a sweeter truth—she already knows the real “Joshua,” and he wants to leave a mark so unforgettable that she’ll whisper his name even when she’s with someone else. The song is a playful tug-of-war between fame and authenticity, flirting and feeling, proving that beneath the labels and lights, there’s a genuine connection waiting to be heard.
H E A V Y plunges us straight into a neon–lit club somewhere in Puerto Rico, where Omar Courtz cannot take his eyes off a magnetic dancer. Every line is a shout-out to her “nalgaje heavy”—a show-stopping backside that moves with enough power to make the crowd yell “¡what the f***!” He sprinkles luxury labels like Louis Vuitton and 5-figure outfits over the beat, creating a cocktail of high fashion, swagger, and raw attraction. The chorus feels like a chant on the dance floor, hyping up not only her curves but the confident energy she radiates.
Behind the flashy imagery, the song doubles as a snapshot of Latin trap culture: fast cash, designer clothes, lavish parties, and the relentless grind for “los milli.” Omar boasts about pockets full of money, laser-sharp focus on success, and a squad that rolls deep. Yet the real centerpiece is empowerment through presence—the dancer owns the room, and Courtz celebrates that power. In short, H E A V Y is an adrenaline-charged ode to seduction, wealth, and the joy of living large while the bass keeps everyone moving.
Get ready for a thrill ride of late-night chemistry! In “Paola Asesinos,” Puerto Rican artist Omar Courtz paints the picture of two partners who treat their encounters like a top-secret mission: no public ties, no strings, just explosive attraction. They “kill” each other with pleasure every time they meet, keeping their relationship off social media while flaunting undeniable confidence and swagger. The repeated line “Es un contrato que ella tiene conmigo” sets the rules of their clandestine pact: she only reaches her peak with him, and he refuses to fall in love, even though jealousy and desire bubble under the surface.
The song’s mix of vivid street imagery—Jordans, Can-Am rides, and Miami shout-outs—captures a world where luxury, lust, and bravado collide. Courtz’s lyrics celebrate sexual freedom and power games: she controls the spotlight with her moves, he matches her boldness shot for shot, and together they shut out every “bobo” who can’t afford the ticket. “Paola Asesinos” is essentially a steamy reggaeton manifesto about owning your passion, living by your own rules, and reveling in the electrifying danger of a relationship that’s as intense as it is untamed.