Blessd, Anuel AA, Kris R., Luar La L, ROA & Yan Block – YOGURCITO REMIX. Lyrics Meaning: A Symphony of Raw Desire

Ever had a connection with someone that’s just… electric? So magnetic that just seeing their photo on your screen isn’t enough, and your mind just races with possibilities? It’s that kind of intense, almost primal pull that feels both thrilling and a little bit dangerous. It’s a feeling that completely takes over, where every thought seems to lead back to them.

Well, a powerhouse crew of artists just bottled that lightning. Blessd, Anuel AA, Kris R., Luar La L, ROA, and Yan Block teamed up for “YOGURCITO REMIX,” and it’s the perfect soundtrack for that exact feeling. This track is more than just a reggaeton banger; it’s a raw, unfiltered dive into what happens when simple attraction spirals into an all-consuming obsession. Let’s unpack the story they’re telling, because it’s quite a ride.

Decoding the Desire in “YOGURCITO REMIX” with Blessd, Anuel AA, and the Crew

At its heart, this song is an unapologetic anthem of lust. It’s not a love story in the traditional sense; there are no walks on the beach or candlelit dinners here. Instead, it’s a narrative told from the perspective of men who are completely captivated by a woman’s physical presence. They’re not just attracted to her; they’re addicted. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a passion so intense that it blurs the lines between desire and necessity. Each artist brings their unique flavor to this central theme, creating a multi-layered story of seduction.

Anuel AA’s Unfiltered Boast

When Anuel AA jumps on the track, he brings his signature raw and audacious energy. He’s not just hinting at a good time; he’s laying it all out on the table, comparing himself to her current or past lovers with supreme confidence. You can almost feel the smirk in his voice as he delivers lines meant to be both a promise and a challenge. He’s making it crystal clear that an experience with him is on another level entirely. Check this part out:

Tussi, molly y water pa’ chingarno’ rico
(Tussi, molly, and water to f— good)
Mami, tírame una foto, yo con el Norinco
(Mami, take a picture of me with the Norinco)
No e’ lo mismo
(It’s not the same)

Que esté’ chingando con él, a que te lo meta Anuel
(You f—ing with him, as to Anuel putting it in you)

It’s bold, right? He’s painting a picture of a wild, unforgettable night, directly contrasting a mundane experience with an explosive one only he can provide. It’s pure, unfiltered ego and desire rolled into one.

Lyrics: "YOGURCITO REMIX" by Blessd, Anuel AA, Kris R., Luar La L, ROA & Yan Block

Blessd, Anuel AA, Kris R., Luar La L, ROA & Yan Block – YOGURCITO REMIX [ENGLISH Translation]

YOGURCITO REMIX

Yeah, yeah
It’s gonna be a pain to record the album here in the middle of a tour

Eh-eh-eh, you’re gonna think of me
Wherever you are, wherever you are
Lie to yourself, no matter how much they ask
If I’m with you
I ignore these hoes, you’re the baby (Eh-eh)
You come down here, you get me high (High)
That high is a cure, that body is an adventure (Ah)
Why you got that style, so cute? (Ah-ah)
That little pussy of yours smells like fruit

I’m not happy just seeing you in photos (Photos)
Send me your location so I can get there (Get there)
In the room, baby, we’re gonna make a porn (Oh-oh)
I’ll pull your hair (Hair), you won’t get away (Uah)
What’s so special about that booty of yours, mami? (Mami)
That makes me think of you when I’m alone (Alone)
The best fucking part is when I make you come (Come)
And you tell me: “Papi, I don’t want anyone else”

Sweet, addicted to your pussy
You take off my jewelry, I put it in you
She likes expensive things, she gets wet if I touch her
She pulls down her panties and sent me a photo

Pretty, a total baddie, with perky little tits (Perky)
I’m gonna give it to you in Culiacán, she fell in love with my little golden Glock (Brr)
Tussi, molly, and water to fuck like crazy (To fuck like crazy)
Mami, take a picture of me, with the Norinco (With the Norinco)
To eat your pussy in the hotel room, I take a shot of Vitafer
It’s not the same
For you to be fucking him, as for Anuel to put it in you
Tell me, baby, we roll a joint and smoke pure (Smoke pure)
I’m lit, there are gray clouds, mami, now your pussy’s gonna rain (Your pussy’s gonna rain)

That bastard left your heart broken (Broken)
That dickface doesn’t know how to fuck you (Fuck you)
In the room, baby, we’re gonna make a porn (Porn)
I’ll lick your ass after I bend you over (The AA)

The AP on my wrist, move all of that for me
She says no one has given it to her like I did
I make you turn into a devil, words aren’t needed
Because in bed, there’s no talking, we break the bed
We always fix things in bed when we argue (Mmm)
It’s more than seven rounds and we always come
She asks me not to stop, to punish her more
This nymphomaniac has me caught in her nest (Rrr)

I’m not happy just seeing you in photos (Ay)
Send me your location so I can get there (You know I’m Sobr3natural, baby, [?])
In the room, baby, we’re gonna make a porn
I’ll pull your hair, you won’t get away (What?)

I’m not satisfied seeing you on camera (No)
I want you on all fours in my bedroom (Tell me, baby)
Baby (Tell me, mami), so you get wet like Navy soldiers (Brr; What?)
I’m the Sportacus to your Lazy Town (Aha)
I’ll hit you with the McGrady and it ain’t Tracy (Black, hehe)
I get stuck like glue (What?)
You’ve got me going crazy (Huh?)
Beyoncé and JAY-Z, JAY-Z and Beyoncé (Aha)
You’re the wish I make when the clock hands hit 11:11 (It’s you, mami), yeah
Tell me what we’re doing then (Tell me how)
I’ll pick you up, I’m driving down Monserrate (Vroom)
The blunt is hitting hard, it learned karate
And here I am thinking about getting you pregnant (Hehe)
There’s no fixing it if I do something crazy (What?)
You shot when I aimed (Brr)
That pussy is my cherry, I claimed it (Ey)
Parting your seas, I feel like Moses (Aha)
And if I get you pregnant, well, we’ll deal with it [?] (For real), heh
So dope (So dope)
I like it when you hang on the pole
You’re my Patico, baby, I’m your Pablo
I’ll light up anyone who touches my beautiful girl

Sweet, addicted to your pussy
You take off my jewelry, I put it in you
She likes expensive things, she gets wet if I touch her (Uah)
She pulls down her panties (Uah) and sent me a photo (Uah)

Before me, you were super bored, like KAROL with FERXXO
I always take you to heaven, ma, like Chencho
My goddess, my religion, and my temple too
I’m not lying, for real I’m getting caught up
You’re my little slut, such a nympho
Every time I don’t cum inside, you get pissed off
Pretty on social media, hotter in person
So much ghosting, subliminal posts, but she never mentions me

Send me your location, I’m coming to get you
If it’s not with you, I’d rather be alone
Mami, to make you, God had

Blessd, Anuel AA, Kris R., Luar La L, ROA & Yan Block – YOGURCITO REMIX [ORIGINAL Lyric]

Yeah, yeah
Va a estar malo grabar el álbum aquí en medio de gira

Eh-eh-eh, tú va’ a pensarme
Donde sea que esté’, donde sea que esté’
Miéntete, por más que pregunten
Si yo estoy con usted
Le picheo a esta’ puta’, esa es la baby (Eh-eh)
Tú baja’ pa’ acá, me la sube’ (Sube’)
Esa nota e’ una cura, ese cuerpo e’ una aventura (Ah)
¿Por qué ese piquete tan chula? (Ah-ah)
Ese totito te huele a fruta

Yo no me conformo a verte por las foto’ (Foto’)
Mándame la ubi para yo llegarle (Llegarle)
En el cuarto, baby, vamo’ a hace’ una porno (Oh-oh)
Te jalo del pelo (Pelo), no va’ a quitarte (Uah)
¿Qué es lo que tiene ese booty tuyo, mami? (Mami)
Que me haces pensarte cuando yo estoy solo (Solo)
Lo má’ hijueputa es cuando te hago venir (Venir)
Y me dice’: “Papi, no quiero con otro”

Rico, adicto a tu toto
Me quitas las prenda’, yo te lo coloco
Le gusta lo caro, se moja si la toco
Se baja los pantys y me mandó una foto

Bonita, chimbita (-ita), con las tetita’ paraíta’ (Paraíta’)
Te voy a dar en Culiacán, se enamoró de mi Glock doradita (Brr)
Tussi, molly y water pa’ chingarno’ rico (Chingarno’ rico)
Mami, tírame una foto, yo con el Norinco (Con el Norinco)
Pa’ mamarte el totito en el cuarto del hotel, me tomo un shot de Vitafer
No e’ lo mismo
Que esté’ chingando con él, a que te lo meta Anuel
Dime, bebé, enrolamo’ un bate y fumamo’ puré (Fumamo’ puré)
Prendí, hay nubes grise’, mami, ahora tu totito va a llover (Tu totito va a llover)

Ese cabrón te dejó el corazón roto (Roto)
Ese carechimba no sabe culearte (Culearte)
En el cuarto, baby, vamo’ a hace’ una porno (Porno)
Yo te lambo el culo despué’ de empinarte (La AA)

En la mano el AP, mueve todo eso pa’ mí
Dice que nadie le ha da’o así como yo le di
Yo hago que te conviertas en diabla, palabras sobran
Porque en la cama no se habla, partimos tabla
En la cama arreglamo’ siempre que discutimo’ (Mmm)
Son má’ de siete polvo’ y siempre nos venimo’
Me pide que no pare, que le dé más castigo
Esta ninfomaníaca me tiene envuelto en su nido (Rrr)

Yo no me conformo a verte por las foto’ (Ay)
Mándame la ubi para yo llegarle (Tú sabe’ que yo soy Sobr3natural, bebé, [?])
En el cuarto, baby, vamo’ a hace’ una porno
Te jalo del pelo, no vas a quitarte (¿Qué?)

No me conformo con verte por cámara (No)
Te quiero en cuatro en mi recámara (Dime, baby)
Baby (Dime, mami), pa’ que te moje’ flow soldado’ del Navy (Brr; ¿Qué?)
Soy el Sportacus de tu Town Lazy (Ajá)
Te meto el McGrady y no e’ Tracy (Black, jeje)
Me quedo pegado como glue (¿Qué?)
Tú me tiene’ loco, bien crazy (¿Ah?)
Beyoncé y JAY-Z, JAY-Z y Beyoncé (Ajá)
Ere’ el deseo que pido cuando las aguja’ ‘el reloj marcan las 11:11 (Ere’ tú, mami), sí
Dime cómo hacemo’ entonce’ (Dime cómo)
Te busco y ando por la Monserrate (Brrum)
El blunt me patea, cogió karate
Y yo aquí pensando en preñarte (Jeje)
No hay arreglo si hago el disparate (¿Qué?)
Tú disparaste cuando apunté (Brr)
Ese toto e’ mi cherry, yo me la punté (Ey)
Dividiendo tus mare’ me siento Moisés (Ajá)
Y si te embarazo, pues, cachamo’ el [?] (De una), je
Qué chimba (Qué chimba)
Me gusta cuando en el palo se arreguinda
Tú mi Patico, baby, yo tu Pablo
Le prendo la fea al que toque a mi linda

Rico, adicto a tu toto
Me quitas las prenda’, yo te lo coloco
Le gusta lo caro, se moja si la toco (Uah)
Se baja los panty (Uah) y me mandó una foto (Uah)

Ante’ de mí estaba’ bien aburría’, como KAROL con FERXXO
Yo siempre te llevo al cielo, ma, como Chencho
Mi diosa, mi religión, también mi templo
No te miento, en verdad me estoy envolviendo
Tú ere’ mi putita, demasia’o ninfóma
Siempre que no te lo echo adentro tú te encabrona’
Linda en las rede’, más rica en persona
Tanta picheaera, indirecta’, pero es que nunca me menciona

Mándame la ubi, que voy a buscarte
Si no es contigo yo prefiero estar solo
Mami, pa’ hacerte, Dios tuvo que esforzarse
Hoy quiero chingarte, vamo’ a hacer una porno

Qué rico, adicto a tu toto
Te gusta lo caro y yo que brillo con co
Le gusta lo caro, se moja si la toco (Qué rico)
Se baja los panty y me manda una foto (Vea pues, sisas)

Le echo aceite por todo el culo, prende las velas, parece un ritual (Ey)
Compro un granizado, le mezclo una miel, qué rico; mi amor, hoy te quiero dar (Qué rico)
Es una ninfomaníaca, cómo me enredas por sexo (Uy)
Por ti fuera’ millonaria, como si lo cobrara’ de eso
Qué rico es comerte (Shh), acabé de darte y no quiero irme (Ah)
Primera cita, te fuiste en falda y te voleé dedo en el cine (Shh)
Meto mi yogurcito, se me para el chimbo y me lo llena de baba
Tiene un parecido a mis ex, siempre que la dejo, me llama (Jajaja)
Ella sí es muy sexy (Ja), de barrio, pero fresa
Hagámoslo en un jet ski, con vista a la represa (Ey)
Mi amor, tú ere’ mi puta, y también mi princesa (Shh)
Me encanta bajarle, se echó lubricante de fresa

Qué rico, yo estoy adicto a ese toto
Blanquita perico, achinao’ los ojo’ (Yeah)
Qué rico, yo estoy adicto a ese toto
Blanquita perico, achinao’ los ojo’
Qué rico, qué rico, qué rico ese totito
Más cuando está mojado, mi amor, por los besito’
Qué rico, qué rico, te juro, mi amorcito
Acérquese despacio, yo le meto un dedito

Jaja, Ave María, mi amor (Ay)
Aquí no sé qué decirle, venga, fluya (Jaja)
Venga, me hace el amor bien rico, mi reina, que
Usted sabe, en la cama, ¿pa’ qué hablar?
Las palabras sobran, ¿ah, no?
Siempre Blessd
Y esto es pa’ ti, tú sabes quién
Dímelo, Jara
Junto al Bendito
Mi amor, usted sabe, en cualquier puto ritmito
Sisas, La K (Eh-eh-eh, tú va’ a pensarme)
Este es el remix
Mejor dicho, Los Money Makers (Donde sea que esté’)
Prime, Deezy (Donde sea que esté’)
Money Makers (Miéntete, por más que pregunten)
(Si yo estoy con usted)

A Six-Man Playbook on Passion

What makes this remix so compelling is how each artist adds their own chapter to the story. It’s like a group of friends sharing tales of a woman who has them all under her spell. While the theme is consistent—intense physical desire—the delivery and imagery shift with each verse, giving the listener different angles of the same obsession.

Luar La L’s Poetic Seduction

Luar La L’s verse offers a slightly different, more creative texture. He uses clever metaphors and pop culture references that elevate his seduction from purely physical to something a bit more playful and imaginative. He’s not just talking about the act; he’s romanticizing the moment with a touch of wit. This section, for example, is just brilliant:

Beyoncé y JAY-Z, JAY-Z y Beyoncé
(Beyoncé and JAY-Z, JAY-Z and Beyoncé)
Ere’ el deseo que pido cuando las aguja’ ‘el reloj marcan las 11:11
(You’re the wish I make when the clock’s hands strike 11:11)

Dividiendo tus mare’ me siento Moisés
(Dividing your seas, I feel like Moses)

Comparing their connection to an iconic power couple like Beyoncé and Jay-Z, wishing for her at 11:11—it adds a layer of almost fateful romance to the raw lust. And the Moses line? It’s a clever, biblical metaphor for a very, very earthly act. It shows a mind that’s just as engaged as his body.

Blessd and the “Yogurcito” Metaphor

Then we have Blessd, whose verse brings us the song’s namesake. His style is direct, playful, and grounded in a very specific, almost cinematic moment. He sets a scene that’s both intimate and a little wild, describing a connection that’s so strong it keeps pulling her back. The “yogurcito” line itself is a colloquial, cheeky metaphor that’s become the track’s signature.

Meto mi yogurcito, se me para el chimbo y me lo llena de baba
(I put in my little yogurt, my d— gets hard and she fills it with drool)
Tiene un parecido a mis ex, siempre que la dejo, me llama
(She’s similar to my exes, whenever I leave her, she calls me)

It’s this kind of candid, almost humorous frankness that makes the song feel authentic to its genre. It’s not trying to be anything other than a celebration of a fiery, no-holds-barred physical relationship.

Beyond the explicit lyrics, there’s a current of unapologetic confidence running through the track. It’s a celebration of intense passion and the honesty of being direct about what you want. In a way, the song champions the idea that desire, in its rawest form, is a powerful and valid human experience. It’s about owning that energy and the magnetic pull two people can have on each other, even if it’s just for a moment.

At the end of the day, “YOGURCITO REMIX” is a sonic snapshot of pure, unadulterated lust, wrapped in a high-energy reggaeton package. The artists aren’t telling a fairytale; they’re narrating a story of carnal obsession with vivid detail and undeniable charisma. But hey, that’s just my take on it. What did you feel when you first heard the track? Did a particular artist’s verse stand out to you? I’d love to hear your perspective on the story they’re telling.

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