QUE CABRONA

Oh, what a bitch
She puts on the outfit that I love
That one that makes me feel bad
The one that makes me want

She is jealous, even if she doesn't say it
A story together, so she can be calm
Because of fame, all her friends make me
She knows I'm hers, she's mine

I don't want another girl
If you're my type
Your red eyes
With my Jordan I combine

Oh, what a bitch
She puts on the outfit that I love
That one that makes me feel bad
The one that makes me want her

When night falls
You don't leave my mind
Whatever happens
I have the gun so you can relax
So you can relax

Oh, what a bitch
She puts on the outfit that I love
That one that makes me feel bad
The one that makes me want her

When night falls
You don't leave my mind
Whatever happens
I have the gun so you can relax
So you can relax

Whoever you touch, I have the Glope
Grab the stick
Come, come, I'm your devil
Come, come, if you want a spanking

Here, here, don't play dumb
Blanquita, busty, she's my wolf
Here, here, don't play dumb
Blanquita, busty, she's my wolf

A kiss from your mouth
It's what reassures me
Well, there are only a few hours left
Don't go yet

The moment, let's seize the moment
When we're alone, where do I connect?
Don't let yourself down, trust me
I'm honest with you (I'm only there for you, my love, mua)

Oh, what a bitch
She puts on the outfit that I love
That one that makes me feel bad
The one that makes me want her

When night falls
You don't leave my mind
To do whatever happens
I have the gun so you can relax
So you can relax

This gram, the one who puts his cap backwards
And in bed he makes you blah-blah
These [?], the ones I dedicate to you
The ones I dedicate to you
Only for you, only for you, only for you
Martín Vegas, Martín Vegas on the beat
The party

(The one that makes me feel bad)
(The one that makes me sick)
(The one that makes me want her)
(When night falls, you don't leave my mind)
These [?], the ones I dedicate to you