Learn Spanish With Cris MJ with these 23 Song Recommendations (Full Translations Included!)

Chilean hitmaker Cris MJ jumps straight to the point in this reggaeton track: he is head over heels and does not want anyone else. The chorus hits you with the bold claim, "Si no es contigo, amor / Yo no quiero a nadie más" ("If it's not with you, my love / I don't want anyone else"), instantly followed by an impulsive proposal: "Mamita, casémonos / Qué rico te queda ese pijama" ("Baby, let's get married / That pajama looks so good on you"). It is playful, fast-paced, and wildly blunt about his infatuation, mixing big romantic promises with casual bedroom compliments.

Throughout the track, he shows his affection by treating her to luxury items, promising "le compro Bottega" ("I'll buy her Bottega", referring to the high-end Italian fashion house Bottega Veneta) and buying bouquets worth over three hundred with the scent of luxury perfume ("Son más de tres cien con olor a Chanel" / "They are more than three hundred with a Chanel scent"). He packs the track with urban slang, hyping her up as "la más dura de mi city" ("the baddest in my city") and "riqui" (short for "riquísima", meaning super attractive). When he asks her to "fléchame" ("strike me with an arrow", like Cupid), he makes it clear he is happily trapped by her charm.

Chilean hitmaker Cris Mj links up with FloyyMenor and Louki for "Después De La 1", a late-night reggaeton track that cuts straight to the chase. The main rule here is simple: hit him up after 1:00 AM ("Llama después de la una" [Call after one]). The lyrics jump quickly between luxury flexes and explicit hookup plans. You get mentions of hopping in a fast car ("la nave" [literally 'the ship', used here as slang for a luxury whip or car]), trips to Miami and Medellín, and cruising around Las Condes, a well-known wealthy district in Santiago, Chile.

Behind the wild party talk, Cris Mj also plays the role of the rebound guy who wants to wipe out an ex's bad memories. He calls out the guy who failed to appreciate her with "ese cabrón no supo valorarte" [that jerk didn't know how to value you] and promises she won't feel lonely anymore ("Baby, ya tú no estás sola" [Baby, now you're not alone]). It mixes aggressive boasts about having lots of cash and guns with club slang, like calling a girl "frikitona" (a Latin American urban term for a girl who gets wild and freaky on the dance floor). It is direct, loud, and built for a 2:00 AM drive.

Chilean artist Cris Mj lays down a blunt, high-energy courtship pitch in "Una Noche En Medellín". He asks his crush if she is as into him as he is into her: "Nena dime si tú estás pa' mí / Como yo estoy puesto pa' ti" ("Baby tell me if you're down for me / Like I'm down for you"). His grand offer is hilariously practical. He promises to fly her out for a night in the Colombian party city of Medellín and pay for her fitness routine with the catchy hook "Te llevo una noche a Medellín / Y te pago el gym" ("I'll take you for a night to Medellín / And pay for your gym"). It is flashy, transactional, and straight to the point.

The track is packed with club slang and luxury flexes. Cris rocks designer sneakers with "me puse las Balenciaga" ("I put on my Balenciagas") while his phone rings with easy cash. He leans into the classic party culture, promising wild dancing and nightlife with words like "guayeteo" (grinding), "fumeteo" (smoking), and "partyseo" (partying). He calls her "brava" (fierce) and loves that she helps him count his money, keeping the whole mood fast, loud, and confident.

Cris MJ brings pure Chilean party energy to this track, and he gets straight to the point: stop playing games and meet up. The hook revolves around a simple question: "Ahora, si tú eres la musa, ¿por qué me rehusa'?" ("Now, if you're my muse, why do you refuse me?"). He calls himself her devil ("yo soy tu diablo") and tells her she's both an angel and a devil too ("Tú eres una diabla y a veces ángel"). He is so hooked that he jokes she cast a love hex on him ("Pa' mí que me hiciste, mami, un amarre").

What makes this track fun to unpack are the sharp local slang words and flexes packed into the verse. When he calls her "una gatita chilena" ("a Chilean kitten"), he promises her rides on a Lamborghini yacht to strip down her Victoria's Secret underwear. Then comes the real street talk: "A ese longi dale moria" ("Ignore that fool" or "leave that sucker behind"). In Chilean slang, a "longi" is a foolish or clueless guy, and "dar moria" means leaving someone cold or ghosting them. Cris wants all the distractions gone so the two of them can disappear to a place where nobody can see them.

Cris MJ builds the whole track around one hook that repeats until it sticks: "Conmigo se escapa, sus ojos me matan" ("With me she slips away, her eyes kill me"). He's talking about a girl he's spotted on the club floor, and the verses fill in exactly how the night goes: "Y cuando la miré" ("And when I looked at her"), "Nos fuimos conectando" ("We started connecting"), then things move to the dance floor with "En la disco perreándote" ("In the club grinding on you"). By the second verse other women are trying to get his attention, "Par de gatas tirándome" ("A couple of chicks hitting on me"), and he brushes past it: "Pero sabes que la quiero a usted" ("but you know that I want you").

The word "rapta" in the hook, him calling himself the one who "kidnaps" her, is a wink, not a threat; it's the same cocky, half-serious tone that runs through the whole song. Once the story's told there's nothing left to explain, so the track just rides its own groove out through a repeated "Tra, tra, tra" hook and closes with Cris MJ naming himself and his label, "Mj, del Más Que Suena'" ("Mj, from Más Que Suena").

Chilean urban star Cris MJ keeps things direct and loud in "Vamo A Bailotear". The hook simply orders everyone onto the dance floor: "Va-va-va-va-va-vamo' a bailotear" [Let's go dance], pairing heavy bass with a wild night out in the club. He wastes zero time being polite about his newfound wealth. He drops lines like "Que ya no soy un pobre / Ahora soy un rico joven" [I'm not poor anymore / Now I'm a young rich guy], bragging about his success while flexing that he can pick his date up in Las Condes—an upscale, wealthy sector of Santiago, Chile.

The mood mixes romance with classic Latin trap paranoia. In one breath, he melts for his date ("Mami, contigo me derrito" [Mami, I melt with you]), and in the next, he is riding around in an armored vehicle ("la blinda'") packed with security and an AR-15 ("La R15 carga'" [The loaded R-15]). Between lit bottles, thick chains ("cadenón"), and reckless party drugs like "code mora'" (purple codeine cough syrup), Cris MJ lays down an unfiltered snapshot of nightlife where danger, cash, and flirting run at full speed.

When you are hooked on someone, nobody else even comes close. Chilean star Cris Mj lays down that exact obsession right from the hook: "Si no es contigo, amor, yo no quiero a nadie más" ("If it's not with you, my love, I don't want anyone else"). He even jumps straight past casual dating with "Mamita, casémono'" ("Baby, let's get married"). The track is loaded with lavish, late-night imagery, from red lingerie and cozy pajamas to luxury flexes like buying high-end Italian leather ("le compro Bottega" [I buy her Bottega]) and blowing cash on expensive designer jeans ("Los Amiri a 2 mil" [The Amiris cost 2 thousand]). Cris compares getting lost in his girl to popping an ecstasy tablet ("Como me pierdo con las picky" [Like I get lost on pickies / ecstasy pills]), calling her the absolute finest girl in his hometown: "La más dura de mi city" ("The baddest in my city").

JHAYCO and Kali Uchis jump in on this remix to keep the heat going from both sides. JHAYCO brings his usual blunt, playful rhythm, rhyming about expensive habits and straight-up refusing intimacy with anyone else: "Sabes que si no es contigo, yo no quiero sex / No quiero un plan B" ("You know that if it's not with you, I don't want sex / I don't want a plan B"). Meanwhile, Kali Uchis flips the script and reminds everyone why they are losing their minds over her. She boasts about her killer style ("Mato con mis looks, soy la gata fina" [I kill with my looks, I'm the refined cat]) and demands the luxury she deserves without even having to ask for it. It is bold, flirtatious, and obsessed with spoiling the one person who holds your attention.

“¿Qué hay, amor?” opens like a late-night text from an ex: short, direct and packed with unfinished business. Cris Mj talks to a former lover he has not seen “de hace tiempo,” admitting that their romance is dead, yet the chemistry refuses to go quietly. Over a slinky reggaetón-trap beat he flips between nostalgia, raw desire and a no-regrets attitude. He tells her he can still “resolverlo todo,” but swears he will not step back into the past, choosing instead to enjoy whatever sparks are left for the moment.

The song is basically an urban confession booth. Cris Mj praises her glow-up, boasts about new admirers circling him, and paints steamy scenes of hair-pulling and perreo. Beneath the bravado you sense a bittersweet edge: they once had love, now they only have lust and late-night memories. “Que Hay Amor” invites listeners to dance, flirt and maybe text that ex, while reminding them that sometimes the hottest fire is also the one you walk away from once the music fades.

Chilean reggaeton hitmaker Cris MJ cuts straight to the chase in "Party MJ." There is zero mystery about his plans: this is a pure, high-octane late-night party anthem built around flirting, flexes, and wild hookups. He sets the scene right away by demanding complete privacy, telling his date, "Vamos a apagar los celulares... pa' que no nos graben" ("Let's turn off our phones... so they don't film us"). Between cruising in a "Lambo exótica" ("exotic Lamborghini") and inviting a girl back to his mansion, he keeps the vibe heavy on dancefloor seduction and unapologetic fun.

Linguistically, the track is packed with gritty street slang that makes it fun to break down. When Cris MJ chants "pa' guayarte" ("to grind on you"), he is using classic reggaeton slang for dancing body-to-body, while "a lo maldito" is Chilean street phrasing that literally translates to "like a damned person," but really means doing something intensely, wildly, or without holding back. Add in cheeky modern lines about someone having their own "only" (an OnlyFans account) and losing sleep just to fool around, and you get an unfiltered slice of modern Latin club culture.

Chilean artist Cris Mj leans straight into the flex in "Ponte Bonita", inviting a girl to dress up and escape into luxury. The main hook commands her: "Ponte bonita, más de lo normal" ("Dress up pretty, more than usual"), promising that once they are alone in the dark, he will elevate her to another level. The fantasy he lays out is pure excess. He offers trips to Spain with "Dime si tú querí que te lleve a Madrid" ("Tell me if you want me to take you to Madrid") and showers her in status symbols: luxury labels like Amiri, Louis Vuitton, Cartier shades, and a Richard Mille watch. He even compares her glow directly to luxury, calling her "Chanel" with "suavecita es su piel" ("her skin is so soft").

Beyond the flexing, Cris Mj hypes her up as completely independent and untouchable: "Ella está empodera', no tiene falla'" ("She is empowered, she has no flaws"), declaring that even stacks of hundred-dollar bills cannot change who she is. He mixes chill Caribbean-style slang like "estamos playa, echao' pa'trá'" (meaning they are relaxing and laid-back, like lounging on a beach) with real-life local nods, bragging about hooking up in La Dehesa, one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in Santiago, Chile. He promises to spoil her every whim—"Dime cuáles son tus antojo', que yo te recojo en el rojo" ("Tell me your cravings, I'll pick you up in the red car")—while still tossing in street flexes about Israeli-imported pistols to keep that signature urban edge.

Frozen is anything but cold; in this steamy reggaetón hit, Chilean artist Cris MJ plays a restless lover glued to his phone, waiting for one special call. The instant his crush gives the signal, he is ready to cancel every plan, crank up the music, and turn the night into a private party for two.

Throughout the lyrics he showers her with playful compliments, urging her to dance, move, and keep the lights on so he can admire her. The chorus repeats "tú, tú, tú" like a hypnotic drum, making it clear that all of his attention is centered on her. The song celebrates spontaneous desire, nightlife energy, and the thrill of escaping routine—whether it's flying off in a jet or simply turning on the TV and hitting replay. Expect a high-octane mix of flirtation, irresistible rhythms, and a very direct invitation: drop everything and come dance with me.

"No Te Vayas" is Cris MJ's plea to a partner not to walk out the door, set to a slow, grinding reggaeton beat made for close dancing. He opens with the hook straight up: "Ma, no te vayas, quédate para siempre" (baby, don't leave, stay forever), and the song just keeps saying that line different ways: begging, bargaining, showing off. He gets specific about what he wants from her physically, "Pa' guayarte y perrearte" (to grind on you and twerk with you), then turns almost possessive: "Ella es mía nada más, yo la quiero pa' toda la vida" (she's only mine, I want her for my whole life).

By the second half he's less begging and more strutting, promising "Voy a explorar y conquistar" (I'm going to explore and conquer) once she stays. The chorus keeps circling back to the same plea though, so under the bravado is someone genuinely scared she'll leave. He closes the way a lot of his tracks do, dropping his own name into the outro: "Cris Mj, el más que suena" (Cris Mj, the one everyone's playing right now). The track ends on that note, half love song and half advertisement for himself.

Chilean urban star Cris Mj brings pure, glossy reggaeton bravado to "Daytona", though the track kicks off with a very relatable complaint: getting ghosted. He repeats with utter confusion, "No entiendo por qué / Ya-ya-ya tú no me quieres ver / Me deja' de responder" ("I don't understand why / You don't want to see me anymore / You stop answering me"). It hurts his pride, especially because he is ready to spoil her and drive around unnoticed in a tinted Bugatti. To describe her ignoring him, he drops the classic Caribbean and urban slang verb pichear: "No entiendo por qué tú pichea'" ("I don't understand why you ignore me"). In Chilean slang, he cheekily calls himself a "flaite"—a street-smart bad boy—insisting, "Sé que este flaite te provoca" ("I know this street guy turns you on").

Even while admitting "Sé que no sé amar" ("I know I don't know how to love"), he tries to make up for it with sheer luxury and swagger. He showers her with elite status symbols, dubbing her his queen and bragging, "Le compré un Daytona" ("I bought her a Daytona"), referencing the ridiculously expensive Rolex Cosmograph Daytona luxury watch. Between diamonds, cash, and luxury rides, he mixes flexing with bedroom memories and even asks God to multiply whatever gossip his critics spread about him ("Que Diosito les multiplique / Lo que de mí hablen"). It is flashy, blunt, and wildly catchy club music with zero filter.

Cris MJ kicks off this song with some seriously dramatic imagery: the end of the world. He sings, "Siete trompetas en el cielo" (Seven trumpets in the sky), a reference to the apocalypse. He feels like everything is ending, and the world is full of "Traición y odio" (Betrayal and hate). He's also fighting his own battles, confessing, "Vivo en guerra y no duermo / Demonios me hablan antes de dormir" (I live in a war and I don't sleep / Demons talk to me before I sleep).

But this isn't just a song about the end times. It's a love song set during the apocalypse. In the middle of all this chaos, he finds someone special. He sees her as an escape, a "Lady de otro planeta / Donde no existe maldad" (Lady from another planet / Where evil doesn't exist). He recognizes she's been hurt in the past, but tells her, "Tú no eres mala, solo te hicieron sufrir" (You're not bad, they just made you suffer). His devotion is total. Even as the trumpets sound, his focus is on her, promising, "Aunque / Se me acabe el mundo, contigo yo voy a proceder" (Even if the world ends, with you I'm going to proceed).

"Tercer Cielo" is Cris MJ doing what he does best: turning a come-on into an anthem. The whole song is one long invitation, repeated until it becomes the hook itself: "Vamos pa'l tercer cielo, mami, no tenga' miedo" ("Let's go to the third heaven, mami, don't be afraid"). He spells out what he means by it, too. "Te pongo a viajar sin la redonda" ("I'll make you travel without the round one") is his way of saying the high doesn't come from anything you'd swallow or pour, just from him.

Between the choruses he can't resist a little bragging. "Pa' recoger el Grammy" ("to go pick up the Grammy") names the exact kind of success this wave of Chilean reggaeton has been chasing, and a Ferrari and a trip to Bali round out the flex a few lines later. It's short, it repeats on purpose, and it's built to be sung along to more than picked apart, which is exactly the point.

ÉLITE drops listeners straight onto the hottest dancefloor in Santiago, where Cris Mj flaunts his top-tier status and invites every woman in the club to perrear without holding back. The Chilean artist paints himself as the ultimate nightlife VIP: luxury cars outside, designer drip inside, and a playlist that slides from his own beats to The Weeknd. He’s not shy about cash, charm, or confidence, and he makes it clear that the only job for the “gile’” (haters) is to step aside.

Behind the swagger, the track is a celebration of escapism. Cris Mj promises a thrilling runaway romance, whisking his chosen partner away from prying eyes to a world fueled by reggaetón rhythms, marijuana smoke, and unapologetic pleasure. ÉLITE is all about living fast, dancing close, and savoring the electric freedom that comes when the night belongs entirely to you.

Cris MJ turns the end of the world into a pickup line. The hook says it outright: “Hoy chinguemo' hasta morir” (let's screw until we die), “Antes que llegue el apocalípsis” (before the apocalypse gets here). Doomsday becomes the excuse to stop overthinking and just be with someone tonight.

The verses stay in that same reckless mood, all designer bags and borrowed swagger. He name-drops “El bolso Louis Vuitton lleno de trixi” (the Louis Vuitton bag full of makeup) and later brags “Endiamanta'o, flow Wizkid” (dripping in diamonds, flowing like Wizkid). He flexes the money and the confidence in the same breath he asks her to stay “hasta la muerte” (until death). It's perreo built for a countdown clock, urgent and a little ridiculous, and it knows exactly what it is.

"No Me Suman" is Cris MJ in full flex mode, and the title is the whole attitude in three words. "No colaboro porque no me suman" (I don't collaborate because they don't add anything to me) is his way of saying the other guys are dead weight, so why would he work with them? It is a party song and a brag track at once: the club gets shut down because his crew is in charge ("Nosotros mandamo', cierren la disco" [We run things, close the club]), and there is a jacuzzi with bubbles waiting after.

This one is a goldmine of Chilean slang, which is half the fun. "Polola" is Chilean for girlfriend, so "Amarra tu polola" (Tie down your girlfriend) is a cheeky warning that if she is left loose, "se la va a llevar la ola" (the wave is going to carry her off). "Piola" means low-key, "bacán" means awesome, "nítido" means sharp or looking great, and "cabrones" is a rude word for the rivals. "Se me nota el peine" (you can see my comb) is a playful way of saying his swagger is obvious. The song also leans hard on gangster imagery, with "la 40" (a .40 caliber pistol), "sicarios" (hitmen) and "plomo" (lead, meaning bullets). Honestly, it is a bit much, and that is clearly the point: it is over the top on purpose.

A sweeter line sneaks in too: "te bajé la luna" (I brought the moon down for you), a classic Spanish romantic phrase dropped right in the middle of all the threats. Listen for how Cris MJ swallows the end of words, like "joya'" for joyas and "mandamo'" for mandamos. That dropped "s" is very typical of how people actually talk in Chile.

In "2032," Chilean artist Cris MJ delivers a direct and passionate reggaeton track all about intense physical attraction. The lyrics are a straightforward invitation to a woman he finds incredibly desirable, describing her as being one of a kind ("Tú estás rica, no hay como ella" / "You're hot, there's no one like her"). He doesn't hide his intentions, expressing a strong desire to be with her and only her, both on the dance floor and in more private moments.

The song is filled with classic reggaeton imagery, using words like "perrear" (to dance reggaeton) and "castigo" (punishment) to describe a raw, energetic, and purely physical connection. The singer paints a picture of a passionate night, from picking her up to dancing closely and even escaping to a beach alone. It's a song that captures the feeling of overwhelming desire and the anticipation of a fiery encounter.

Dime Tú is a fiery reggaetón-trap anthem where Chilean artist Cris Mj turns the flirtation all the way up. Throughout the track he keeps asking, “Mami, dime tú… si apagamo’ la luz” – basically, “Tell me, girl… are we turning off the lights or what?” What follows is a no-holds-barred invitation to sneak away from the dance floor, ditch the phone, and dive into a night of raw, uninhibited passion. Cris brags that everything is paid for – hotel, drinks, even the perfect soundtrack courtesy of his producer friend Big Cayú – so nothing should stand between the couple and their private party.

Behind the explicit lines and club-ready beat, the song celebrates confidence, mutual attraction, and living in the moment. Cris paints a picture of late-night rendezvous, luxury perks, and fearless sensuality, reminding listeners that reggaetón is just as much about attitude as it is about rhythm. If you’re learning English (and Spanish slang) through music, Dime Tú offers a bold vocabulary lesson in modern romance, nightlife culture, and the art of asking for – and getting – exactly what you want.

"Una Flor" is Cris MJ's ode to spoiling someone he's into, told almost entirely through what he's willing to buy her. The hook is a straight trade: "Te regalo una flor, vestido largo y su interior" ["I'll gift you a flower, a long dress and what's inside"], and then the punchline lands, "No sabía que así era el cielo, tiene Prada, tiene Dior" ["I didn't know heaven was like this, she's got Prada, she's got Dior"]. Heaven, in this song, comes with a designer label.

The verses stay in that same register, half seduction and half shopping list: "Le compro Fashion Nova, también Sephora" ["I buy her Fashion Nova, Sephora too"]. But one line breaks the pattern. "Es que nadie sabe si mañana estaré" ["'Cause nobody knows if I'll be here tomorrow"] slips in between the flexing, and for a moment the song sounds less like a flex and more like someone trying to enjoy tonight because he isn't counting on more than that.

"Braile" is Cris MJ working one seductive idea until it becomes the whole song: he wants to know a woman so well he could "leerte los labios en braille" [read your lips in braille]. The premise is a rescue mission dressed up as a pickup line. "Si ese cabrón te lastimó, el cora te dañó" [If that jerk hurt you, wrecked your heart] opens the track by naming the ex before naming himself, and every verse after that is Cris MJ promising to undo the damage with attention.

The fantasy escalates fast. He pictures marrying her at Casa de Campo "a lo Michael Jackson" [Michael Jackson style], then drops any pretense of subtlety in the bridge, calling himself set on taking her "pa' las Maldiva'" [to the Maldives] to make good on it. By the last thirty seconds the lyrics have stopped altogether, just ad-libs and a shoutout to his producer, "Dímelo, Reeli en los contr-" [Talk to me, Reeli on the controls]. The song was never really about the ex who hurt her. It's about how confident Cris MJ sounds pretending to fix it.

Cris Mj's "Locura Y Maldad" is all about a guy who's ready to show a woman a wilder, more exciting time than she's ever had. He knows she's been hurt before, saying "Me dijo que todo esto para ella ya es normal / Que ya tuvo un jevo y no la supo valorar" [She told me all this is normal for her now / That she already had a boyfriend and he didn't know how to value her]. But he promises to be different, declaring, "Baby, tú tranquila, yo sí te sé aprovechar / Yo te voy a dar locura y mucha maldad" [Baby, you relax, I do know how to take advantage of you / I'm going to give you craziness and a lot of mischief].

He's all about making her feel good and having fun, whether it's dancing "perreo pa' que lo bailes sola" [reggaeton for you to dance alone] or showering her with affection when she's mad: "Es que más me gusta cuando está enoja / Yo te doy besito, chocolate y se pasa" [I like it most when she's angry / I give you a kiss, chocolate and it passes]. He dreams of traveling the world with her, seeing "contigo viajando to' el planeta" [traveling the whole planet with you], and even talks about starting a family: "contigo yo quiero un nene" [with you I want a baby]. It's a confident, playful track about living in the moment and enjoying a passionate connection.