La Dama (part. Cosculluela)

I'm hitting the streets without asking permission
Unhinged, I've got my baby and I'm not warning him
In my bag, a couple of joints
Entering the club, getting it together

The bottle, put it on the table
The G devours you, but she doesn't kiss you
The bottle, put it on the table
The G devours you, but she doesn't kiss you

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

Baby

What she has is not propaganda, it's a prepaganda
If she wins, the whole crew wins
The prize is pursued, without love or kisses
Hence why the process was explained so well

Basically, she has no husband
She's over 20, and don't talk to me about Cupid
Nor about Valentine's Day, the endless bundles
The only boyfriend is Christian, with the last name Louis Vuitton

Supreme, when she goes to the mall, she dresses sporty
She orders champagne but doesn't drink alcohol
The coats on Fifth Avenue in New York
And yes, they're on the 305, on Lincoln Road

She's got you figured out
Even though you aren't single
It's not ten or twenty
She's ready for the whole ticket

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

I'm going out with my girls, super clean, phat ass
I smell good, I'm dressed well, we're good
I shoot down the haters in the street
But I don't care, I just wear Gucci
We no longer shop at Zara

I'm the bad girl that everyone hates
And that's why they try me
Life has obligated me to be this way
That wasn't the destiny I chose

I've loved, I've suffered
I've had a thousand problems, too
In spite of it all, I'm smiling
Because the bad stuff makes me laugh now

She's got you figured out
Even though you aren't single
It's not ten or twenty
She's ready for the whole ticket

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

She wants us to do it in the club
Bring her a glass of whisky
'Cause as soon as she's dancing, she's sinning in this club
The schoolgirl climbs up

Karol G
The Prince
Ovy On The Drums
(O-O-Ovy On The Drums)
Montana
El Mueka

And fame doesn't matter
That's how it looks
A lady is a lady
In the streets or in bed