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").

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.

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.

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.

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.

“¿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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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).

"Piso 13" is Cris MJ's play-by-play of a late-night hookup, dressed up as an address. He opens on a woman who answers to nobody, "Mi gatita no se acompleja" (My kitty's got no hang-ups), "De ninguna ella se deja" (She doesn't let anyone push her around), then gets straight to the point: "Hoy lo vamos a hacer en el piso 13" (Today we're going to do it on the 13th floor). The floor number never explains itself. It's just where the night happens.

The hook chants "En el 13" three times before every payoff line, which is the whole trick of the song: turn a number into something you can't stop repeating. Between rounds of that chant he circles back to compliments, "Su cuerpo lo probé y es toda natural" (I tasted her body and it's all natural), and to easy money, "el dinero llueve y llueve" (the money rains and rains), as proof the night is going his way. By the outro he's dropped any pretense of a bridge and is just repeating "Pa' que sepas" (so you know) over ad-libs until the track fades.

Welcome to the VIP lane. In “Maybach,” Chilean hit-maker Cris MJ turns a sleek luxury car into the ultimate party passport. Over a hypnotic reggaetón groove he flaunts a life of Mercedes seats, Brickell suites, Lambos, and late-night flights, while inviting a fearless partner to “entrégate” and enjoy every extravagant moment. The song’s Spanish slang and playful commands paint a vivid picture of dawn-till-dusk seduction where there is “no time to waste” and money is made to be spent.

More than name-dropping brands, the track celebrates freedom and mutual desire. The Maybach symbolizes a fast-moving escape from routine, a roaming dance floor where confidence, status, and passion collide. Cris MJ encourages listeners to feel untouchable, live lavishly, and keep the energy high until the sunrise peeks through—because tonight, the road, the rhythm, and the good life belong to you.

Partyson drops you right into a late-night reggaetón scene where Chilean artist Cris MJ locks eyes with a girl across the dance floor and everything else fades out. Over booming drums he mixes street swagger with tenderness: he loves her as much as his Glock, yet he is willing to ditch the guns, spend his newfound fame on Sephora runs, and whisk her away in a Mercedes or on a motorcycle. The chorus captures that first electric moment at the party, the grinding dance (“guayé”) that seals their chemistry, and the playful question: Are you going to wrap me up in your vibe?

Behind the party lights the song is a promise of loyalty and protection. Cris MJ owns his rough past (“yo vengo de la calle”) but insists he will care for her like no one else, showering her with affection, designer gifts, and even a star in the sky. She likes danger, he likes her daring spirit, and together they ride the thin line between romance and rebellion—proof that love can bloom in the middle of bass drops, flashing lights, and a life that still carries echoes of the streets.

"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.

"Baccarat" is Cris MJ leaning all the way into player mode over a slow, heavy reggaeton beat, and he names the whole vibe after a drink in one line: "Ese Baccarat se mezcla con el humo del weed" [That Baccarat mixes with the weed smoke]. From there it's one continuous flex: Goyard bags, a night in La Serena, a camera pulled out mid-scene with "Hoy voy a grabarte con la GoPro" [Today I'm going to film you with the GoPro]. He opens with "Yo estoy que te rompo" [I'm about to wreck you], and nothing that follows walks that back.

What makes it distinctly his is how little it pretends to build toward anything. There's no slow burn here, just repetition and momentum, and the song closes on "Ya ni cambio, lo adelanto" [I don't even shift gears, I just floor it], which doubles as a pretty accurate description of the track itself. It's blunt, a little much, and completely fine with being exactly that.

Cris MJ's "El Tiempo Se Pierde" is all about seizing the moment and not letting time slip away when it comes to romance! He's clearly smitten and can't stop thinking about this woman, saying, "Tú me tienes aquí pensando en todas las cosas que yo a ti te haré" [You have me here thinking about all the things I will do to you]. He's impatient for her to show up, lamenting, "El tiempo está pasando y tú no te deja' ver" [Time is passing and you don't let yourself be seen].

He's ready to spoil her, offering to buy her anything she wants: "Toma, compra lo que quieras, que el ticket traje pa' que te relaje'" [Here, buy whatever you want, I brought the ticket so you can relax]. Cris MJ is very direct about his desires, repeatedly saying, "Ya quiero comerte toda" [I already want to eat you whole] and even planning to make her his girlfriend, "Yo voy a hacerte mi polola" [I'm going to make you my girlfriend]. He feels lost without her, describing it as "Me siento en un infierno viviendo muerto por dentro" [I feel like I'm in hell, living dead inside]. It's a passionate plea to make the most of their time together.

Marisola [Remix] is a bold reggaeton-trap party anthem where a group of Chilean and Argentine stars toast to carefree nights, loud beats, and undeniable chemistry. The repeated line “Ya no fuma mari sola” (“She no longer smokes weed alone”) sets the scene: the girl who once partied by herself now has a whole crew ready to roll, light, and share every thrill with her. Over rumbling bass and flirtatious melodies, the artists brag about fast cars, hot dancing, and the electric pull that keeps them thinking about each other long after the club lights fade.

Beneath the swagger, the song celebrates freedom and shared rebellion. The woman is portrayed as confident and irresistible, choosing who she wants and setting her own rules, while the men promise excitement, protection, and a night she will never forget. In short, Marisola [Remix] is a soundtrack for living in the moment—sparking up, turning the volume up, and letting the chemistry do the rest.