Turn it up! In this infectious Latin Urbano track, Spain’s Enrique Iglesias joins forces with Descemer Bueno plus Zion & Lennox to transform heartbreak into a fiesta. The chorus, súbeme la radio, is a rallying cry to pump up the volume, feel the booming bass, and let the rhythm take over. Behind the dance-floor energy sits a lovesick narrator who admits that music and a splash of alcohol are the only things that ease the sting of a recent breakup.
Across the verses he paces through sleepless nights, waits outside his ex’s door, and dreams of reuniting the luna and the sol—a poetic way of saying he wants their worlds back together. The song balances sorrow and celebration: every beat is a distraction, every sip a temporary cure, and every shouted lyric a desperate hope that love will return. It’s a perfect lesson in how Latin music can turn pain into a party while keeping the emotions real and relatable.
DESPECHÁ is Rosalía’s fiery kiss-off anthem, bursting with Caribbean beats and her signature Motomami swagger. The title comes from the slang despechada — that delicious mix of spite and freedom you feel right after ditching someone who dragged you down. From the very first line she tells the ex to stop calling, because tonight is reserved for dancing, piña coladas, and a brand-new hacked flow that swings “de lado a lado.” The club becomes her playground, her friends are crowned queens, and every shake of the hips is a reminder that heartbreak can fuel pure, unstoppable fun.
Beneath the glittering urban rhythms, the song is a loud celebration of female camaraderie and self-confidence. Rosalía races forward at “ciento ochenta,” outpacing any lingering sadness while chanting an easy ABC to show just how simple moving on can be. Forget fame, forget work, forget the past — this Motomami is reclaiming the night, proving that the best revenge is living (and dancing) fabulously well.
PROMESA is a star-lit vow wrapped in Latin Urbano beats. Rosalía and Rauw Alejandro sing about a promise so strong it outshines logic, storms, and distance. Water, pearls, and ocean currents paint a picture of emotions that flow freely while lovers recharge each other with every smile. The chorus reminds us that what matters is not how a love story starts but how it ends, and their hearts weigh more than any careful reasoning.
The song then bursts into a day-dreaming list of adventures: eating cherries on mountain tops, skinny-dipping at night, drawing portraits on the beach, and laughing over a hundred empty bottles. It is an ode to fearless affection, to living boldly in the present, and to the certainty that even if they get separated, destiny will bring them back together. "PROMESA" feels like a postcard from two wild spirits who would rather chase sunsets and possibilities than ever look back.
Get ready for a night of neon lights, pounding reggaetón beats and feline confidence. In “GATÚBELA,” Colombian powerhouse KAROL G slips into her inner Catwoman, purring with playful desire while letting everyone know she is in total control of the chase. She sings about being “loca por probarte”—eager to taste a new romance—yet she keeps her independence firmly intact, teasing “Ojalá puedas quedarte, porque así me quedo yo” (I hope you can stay, because that way I’ll stay too). The result is a flirtatious dance-floor fantasy where freedom and raw attraction intertwine.
When veteran reggaetón voice Maldy jumps in, the heat rises. His verse mirrors her energy, praising her bold sensuality and inviting her to an unrestrained perreo session. Together they paint a picture of mutual consent and empowered sexuality: two equals trading compliments, confident moves and electrifying chemistry. At its core, the song celebrates owning your desires without apology—so turn up the volume and let your inner gatúbela prowl.
Jay Wheeler’s “Eazt” is a love-struck confession that captures the rush of falling for someone just when you thought romance was off the table. He swears he “wouldn’t fall again”, yet one look from her changes everything: he misses her even after seeing her the day before, her voice becomes his favorite melody, and their hearts suddenly sing in the same tone. Cupid makes a cameo, launching an arrow that unleashes “thousands of emotions” and proves that love never really went away—it was simply waiting for the right spark.
As the track unfolds, hesitation turns into gratitude. Her kiss lifts him “from the darkness”, he happily hands over his heart, and hopes their story “never has an ending”. Wrapped in Jay Wheeler’s smooth Puerto Rican vocals and a laid-back urban groove, “Eazt” celebrates the magic of unexpected connection and the joy of two melodies finding perfect harmony.
Chicken Teriyaki is Rosalía’s playful victory lap through the streets of New York, where she struts past jewelers, skaters, and critics with the same carefree energy you’d use to order fast food. Packed with inside jokes, runway references, and foodie wordplay, the song is really about flexing: flexing her success, her fashion sense, and her freedom to do things her own way. Every shout-out (from Naomi in the 90s to Julio in the 70s) is a reminder that she now moves in legendary circles, yet she still keeps things light with tongue-in-cheek lines about “chicken teriyaki” and sushi cravings.
Under the glossy reggaeton beat, Rosalía nods to the ups and downs of fame — “la fama es una condena” — but she shrugs off the pressure with whip-smart humor and unstoppable confidence. The chorus’ catchy food imagery isn’t really about lunch; it’s a tasty metaphor for instant gratification and a life where desires are met at lightning speed. In short, this is a swagger-filled anthem celebrating money, independence, and the delicious fun of living large.
Ojalá pairs Colombian superstar Maluma with Adam Levine to create a bilingual confession booth set to a smooth Latin Urbano beat. The singers have just broken up with their lovers but they are nowhere near over the relationship. Instead of wishing their exes happiness, they cheekily wish the opposite: "Ojalá que cuando él te lo haga pienses en mí" (I hope that when he’s with you, you think of me). Each line drips with a mix of swagger and vulnerability as they admit defeat in the “battle” of love yet still crave to echo in the other person’s mind.
Bouncing between Spanish and English, the track captures the push-and-pull that follows a passionate breakup. Maluma’s street-wise verses show him pretending to move on, car parked outside just in case she texts, while Levine’s silky hook exposes the sleepless nights and whispered names no new partner can replace. In the end, Ojalá is a playful but bittersweet wish: that neither side can forget the electric feelings they once shared, no matter who they try to love next.
“SAOKO” is ROSALÍA’s sonic adrenaline shot. The title borrows a Puerto Rican slang word that means flavor, swing, raw energy, and the song feels like a motor revving at top speed. ROSALÍA samples Daddy Yankee and Wisin, nods to classic reggaetón, then twists it with jazz pianos and industrial beats. The lyrics celebrate constant movement: pearls turn into something new, water freezes into ice, night flips into day. Each line shouts that nothing stays the same when real power is in motion.
Transformation is the heart of the track. ROSALÍA compares herself to a butterfly, a drag-queen in full makeup, a Trojan horse, even a burning match. By chanting “Yo me transformo” (“I transform myself”), she rejects any box the world tries to place her in. The final rally cry—“Fuck el estilo”—urges listeners to cut up the rulebook, stitch their own look, and speed off with the unstoppable confidence of a Motomami.
G3 N15 feels like stumbling across a heartfelt voice memo hidden inside ROSALÍA’s phone. Over airy production, she speaks straight to a young relative she has not seen for two years: apologizing for everything she has missed, guessing at his hobbies, and sending him an “angel ardiendo en el pecho” so he never feels cold. Her words glow with sister-aunt energy—tender, playful, a bit guilty—while vivid images of syringes, fashion models, and marble stars reveal the gritty places fame has dragged her. She paints a split screen: on one side, the innocent blue-eyed child; on the other, the nightlife where “nadie está en paz.” The contrast turns the song into a protective lullaby, promising distance between him and the darker corners of her world.
Mid-track, a warm Catalan-Portuguese voicemail from her grandmother slips in, reminding ROSALÍA (and us) of the order of things: God first, then family. That blessing wraps the song like a homemade quilt, grounding its melancholy in faith and kinship. The result is a moving postcard about absence, responsibility, and the unbreakable thread that ties family together, no matter how complicated the road becomes.
ROSALÍA turns a seemingly innocent lullaby into a daring confession of desire. Over a delicate piano line she sings about riding her lover like a bike, mixing softness with unabashed eroticism. The title “HENTAI” borrows the Japanese word for explicit anime, turning it into a playful code for her own fantasies. While the chorus repeats a child-like “so good,” the verses celebrate female pleasure, reminding us that pleasure comes after spirituality: “Lo primero es Dios, segundo es chingarte.”
Throughout the song ROSALÍA peppers the lyrics with vivid images—a shining diamond tip, a crimson poppy, a crashing wave—to paint her lover as both dangerous and irresistible. By contrasting sweet melodies with candid language, she reclaims sensuality on her own terms, inviting listeners to embrace desire without shame and to enjoy the surprising blend of tenderness and audacity that makes the track unforgettable.
Rosalía’s “COMO UN G” is a bold confession that blends street swagger with heartfelt vulnerability. Over an atmospheric beat, she steps into the role of a G — someone tough, fearless, and self-reliant — yet she openly wrestles with love that cannot stay. The lyrics move like a midnight drive: headlights, sleepless nights, and a heart that refuses to quit. She tells her absent lover, “If you can’t keep it, let it go,” wishing them peace and freedom even while promising she would “matar por ti.” It’s a striking mix of armor and tenderness, faith and doubt, independence and longing.
At its core, the song is about emotional debts, accepting destiny, and the paradox of loving from a distance. Rosalía repeats “Sólo el amor con amor se paga” (Only love pays for love) to underline that true affection must be freely given, never owed. She prays for angels, clings to her faith, and reminds us that sometimes the bravest act is releasing what we cherish. “COMO UN G” ultimately celebrates a love that survives without possession, sung by an artist who can be both warrior and romantic in the very same breath.
Put on your black shades and pull the moon closer: in “VAMPIROS” ROSALÍA and Rauw Alejandro slip into nocturnal alter egos who rule the night with electric swagger. ROSALÍA’s pistola (her fierce confidence) fires without a safety as she glides from Barcelona to the Puerto Rican barrio of Carola, refusing to follow trends because she is the wave. Together they set the streets prendías, cruising through smoke-filled air while music pounds and outsiders’ opinions dissolve with the dawn.
Calling themselves vampires, the duo celebrates a love and creativity that feel unstoppable, timeless, almost immortal. The lyrics mix playful boasting with sharp-fanged imagery, wabi-sabi beauty and warnings about betrayal, but the core message stays bright: live boldly, protect your tribe and dance through the darkness until sunrise without ever losing your bite.
Dícelo is a heartfelt Latin Urbano duet where Jay Wheeler and Zhamira Zambrano confess the raw loneliness that creeps in after a breakup. Each singer takes a verse, describing empty spaces on the bed, unfinished TV series, and the restless nights that follow when your favorite person is suddenly gone. The hook is simple yet powerful: they are too afraid to reach out themselves, so they beg a friend to “díselo” – tell the ex that the door is still wide open, that the tears are nightly, and that life just does not feel complete without them.
Behind the catchy reggaetón beat and smooth vocal blend, the song paints a relatable picture of post-breakup vulnerability. It captures that tug-of-war between pride and longing, the urge to heal versus the need to be together again. If you have ever stared at your phone wondering whether to send that risky late-night message, this track will feel like your diary set to music. Listen for the conversational lyrics, switch between perspectives, and the repeated plea “díselo” that turns a private ache into a universal anthem of love and hope.
“CHIRI” is ROSALÍA’s swagger-filled love letter to la calle—the vibrant street culture that shaped her. Over a hard-hitting beat spiced with flamenco riffs, she presents herself as an almost addictive substance: “ya estás enganchao’, soy heroína… soy cocaína.” The lyrics paint a picture of magnetic confidence: everyone chases money and freedom, yet what she really seeks is a deeper connection that destiny keeps hinting at. She moves through the world “a mi manera,” sleeping in a custom hoodie and turning everyday life into high-fashion legend, all while the streets fall head-over-heels for her fearless energy.
At its core the song celebrates power, seduction, and artistic fusion. ROSALÍA blends old-school rumba and tanguillo with modern swagger, nodding to flamenco icons (Canelita, Jalillo) while staking her own claim in today’s urban soundscape. “CHIRI” pulses with the thrill of independence: the artist is both enamored with the street and the object of its obsession, proving that her voice, style, and chains shine brightest when she walks her own path.
Aunque Es De Noche is ROSALÍA’s hypnotic take on a 16th-century mystical poem by Spanish friar San Juan de la Cruz. Throughout the song she sings about an eterna fuente – an eternal fountain – that keeps flowing even when everything around seems dark. This hidden spring stands for a divine, limitless source of love and inspiration. By repeating aunque es de noche (“even though it is night”) ROSALÍA reminds us that faith, hope and creativity can keep pouring out, no matter how obscure or uncertain life feels.
As the verses describe water that no one can reach, light that never fades and currents that refresh heaven, earth and even the underworld, the track becomes a celebration of spiritual resilience. With her flamenco lamentos and modern beats, ROSALÍA turns a centuries-old prayer into a contemporary anthem about trusting the invisible, sensing beauty in the shadows and letting an unseen power nourish our souls.
Canción Para Ellas celebrates a woman who has finally shut the door on a draining relationship and stepped into her own spotlight. Jay Wheeler paints her Friday-night freedom in vivid colors: she tosses her watch aside, stuffs a couple of condoms in her purse, rolls a few Phillies, and heads out with her best friend. The dance floor becomes her personal territory—she moves solo, unapologetic, and immune to anyone who might try to rein her in. Every lyric is a snapshot of her reclaiming time, body, and emotions, declaring to the world (and herself) that heartbreak no longer runs the show.
More than just a party anthem, the song is a toast to self-love and independence. By canceling Cupid and freezing old feelings, the protagonist flips pain into empowerment, proving that healing can sound like reggaetón drums and late-night laughter. Jay Wheeler’s smooth vocals and Latin Urbano vibe turn her story into a catchy manifesto for anyone ready to dance their way past an ex and into a brand-new chapter.
Alumbre casts a spell of light and shadow over a Latin Urbano beat. Milo J and Nicki Nicole sing from the ruins of a toxic love, picturing a world where “there’s no sun or moon to guide you.” The repeated image of lights going out turns their heartbreak into a night without stars, showing how betrayal can eclipse every bright feeling they once shared. Yet beneath the darkness you can feel their resolve: they are done forgiving, done being dragged into someone else’s gloom, and ready to break free before the night swallows them too.
This duet works like a conversation with their former lover and with themselves. Milo admits how deeply he fell and how hard it is to smile now, while Nicki answers with fierce clarity, confessing regret but refusing to be pulled back. The contrast between the song’s moody metaphors and its vibrant, contemporary rhythm makes the message hit even harder – heartbreak hurts, but stepping into your own light is the real revenge.
“LLYLM” (Lie Like You Love Me) is ROSALÍA’s glitter-soaked invitation to a bilingual carnival of feelings. Over a beat that jumps between flamenco flair and pop sparkle, the Spanish artist paints the scene: she’s dressed in coconut and cinnamon perfume, riding a motorbike, ready to swap reality for fantasy just for the night. The lyrics flip between Spanish and English to mirror her split desire—part of her knows the love is unrequited, but the other part wants to believe the masquerade.
Rather than demanding truth, ROSALÍA asks for a beautiful lie: “cover me in a dream” so the illusion can feel real enough to heal a bruised heart. A simple flower bracelet becomes her secret totem, proof that the carnival magic actually happened. In the end, “LLYLM” is about reclaiming power in vulnerability—choosing a playful escape, letting temporary affection light up the night, and deciding that even if love is pretend, the emotions it sparks can still be genuinely unforgettable.
Luces lights up a classic party-night story: Paulo Londra spots the girl he has secretly liked since they were kids, and this time he refuses to stay silent. The club is buzzing, the drinks flow and—most importantly—the DJ can kill the lights so everyone else fades into the background. Paulo owns his newfound confidence, asking the "bobo" (the clueless new boyfriend) to step aside while he turns a once-missed chance into a bold move. What began as years of shyness transforms into a charged face-off on the dance floor, fueled by adrenaline and a little alcohol.
Beneath the swagger, the song is about redemption and second chances. Paulo admits he once disappointed her, sank into gloom, then found hope the moment he saw her dancing again. Now he is determined to rewrite their story: if the DJ cooperates, if the rival backs off, they can vanish together “para donde sea” and start fresh. With its catchy beat, playful Argentine slang and confident lyrics, "Luces" captures that electrifying moment when courage finally outshines regret.
Rosalía turns a whispered request into a fiery ritual. In Di Mi Nombre she invites her lover to say her name when no one else is listening, wrapping the moment in secrecy and suspense. The repeated “Ali, Ali” echoes the traditional “jaleo” shouts heard in flamenco, reminding us that passion can be both ancient and immediate. The lyrics paint an intense picture: hair becomes a rope, a bedroom corner becomes an altar, and forbidden pleasure is suddenly blessed. By asking her partner to turn “lo malo” (the bad) into something “bendecido” (blessed), Rosalía blurs the line between the sacred and the sensual, celebrating desire that is intimate yet powerful.
This song is a celebration of identity and ownership. Every time she urges, “Di mi nombre” (Say my name), Rosalía reclaims her space in the relationship and in the wider tradition of flamenco, where women’s voices have often been framed by male perspectives. With hypnotic vocals and modern production fused with flamenco flair, she transforms a private plea into an anthem of bold vulnerability, proving that naming, claiming, and loving can all happen in a single breath.
MOTOMAMI is Rosalía’s high-octane self-portrait, mixing the roar of a moto with the nurturing flair of a mami. In quick, vivid snapshots she paints herself as pesa mi tatami (solid and grounded), fina la origami (elegant and intricate), and cruda a lo sashimi (raw and unapologetic). Each contrast reminds us that power and tenderness can share the same engine. Her refrain “okay, motomami” feels like hitting the ignition switch of confidence, while blessing her imitators shows she is too busy blazing her own trail to worry about rivals.
Underneath the playful wordplay lies a manifesto of fearless individuality. Rosalía waves off competition because, in her world, there is “no comparison” to her fusion of flamenco roots, Japanese imagery, and urban swagger. Tsunami-sized beats and a devil-ish heart hint at unstoppable energy and a taste for risk. MOTOMAMI invites you to celebrate every contradiction inside you, rev your creative engine, and speed forward with unapologetic self-expression.
ROSALÍA’s “CANDY” feels like walking into a neon-lit club where past love and luxury fashion collide. Wrapped in a Fendi outfit and swaying to the classic reggaetón hit “Candy” by Plan B, the Spanish superstar paints a picture of the very night an old flame became spellbound by her. Fast-forward to the present: she’s mastered the art of forgetting, while he’s still stuck on replay, unable to erase her from his mind.
The lyrics flip between sweet nostalgia and cool detachment. ROSALÍA admits the breakup hurt “solo en parte,” yet she has turned letting go into an arte. She barely remembers his face, his shape, or why they even mattered. Still, every “na-na-na” chant reminds him—and us—that some memories refuse to fade. “CANDY” is ultimately a bittersweet groove about reclaiming power after heartbreak, celebrating self-worth on the dance floor, and proving that life, just like love, can be “bonita” and “traicionera” all at once.
🎶 What is the song about?
Noche De Novela paints the scene of a long-awaited night out, where worries are left at the door and every moment feels ripped from a romance novel. Paulo Londra—fresh out of lockdown and fueled by his dad’s advice to keep moving forward—finds freedom in city streets, cold beers, and a buzzing party. There, a magnetic woman drifts in "como se iba con el viento," and suddenly the mundane flips into a storybook adventure packed with dancing, laughter, and the promise of something unforgettable.
Ed Sheeran’s bilingual verses add a new lens, mixing English confessions with Latin Urbano swagger: he’s all in, ready to drown old memories, let chemistry spark, and turn the entire night into music. Together, the artists celebrate spontaneity, courage, and the magic that sparks when two strangers lock eyes under neon lights. By the end, you are reminded that the best chapters often start when you step outside, shut out bad vibes, and let the rhythm write the rest.