Mi Chulo (part. Lorena B)

(The blessing, daddy)
The zowi, the lore
For the cute daddies
Hey, daddy, where were you hiding

He's dirty, looks like he's suffering
I told you, those cats have a bay
Come, darling, I'll show you the way

I have one in the world who loves me (who loves me)
But he knows that none can beat him (nah)
He doesn't have a gun, but he shoots
I'm the only bitch who loads his bullets

Daddy, stay for dinner with this sofrito (come)
Let's do it and smoke a joint
Don't think about the judge
Release the stress

Bring another bitch and we'll do it the three of us
I don't need a ring to be your wife
You're my pimp daddy, I'm your chola
Little brown girl, with attitude (mwah)

Come with me, I'll give you light
The blessing
Love traps
We call a couple of whores, we're still two

Dad, just you and me
The clock hands stop for us
I can't be compared
Wears a lot of makeup on the face

If you're zara, I'm donna karan
If you cross the line, I'll slash your face
Gangsters, trying to impress me
But I already have everything they want to buy me

Sorry, no more sons of bitches fit in my heart
Or more shoes in my room
We've stopped selling all that
Now I just want kilos, kilos of kisses

The mattress is already very thick
I don't want to live off that anymore
Daddy, daddy, only I can cure your hiccups
If I look at you too much, you'll be dumbfounded
Oh my love, my daddy
The blessing