Candy

(Candy, candy, candy)
(Candy, candy, candy)

Ay

She likes to have fun, every weekend, go out to hang out
She's crazy, but sweet like candy
Her parents want to see her married, to finish school
But she changes boyfriends more often than panties

She likes to have fun, every weekend, go out to hang out
She's crazy, but sweet like candy
Her parents want to see her married, to finish school
But she changes boyfriends more often than panties

She likes it kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

Kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

I see her at the club almost every weekend
Apparently, there's no one to stop her at home
Her partying starts on Thursdays
She has a friend in the bathroom, apparently not entertaining her

She acts dumb, knows what's best for her
Her grandma gives her money whenever she wants
She's alone, she doesn't want to be controlled
Many have wanted her for something serious, but she's indifferent

She asks to be pushed, for her hair to be messed up
To be chained, to be condemned in bed
The word has spread, that she wins by knockout
Apparently, she remains undefeated

She likes it kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

Kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

She's different, doesn't live with people
And doesn't pay attention if you dig up her past
Everyone wants to try her because they say she's hot
A phillie, a beer, to get in the mood

She dances to all the songs and has a swing when she moves
And she has no friends, claims everyone envies her
She says: Damn the woman another woman trusts
That's why she surrounds herself with friends every day

That girl you see is no longer a little girl
Even if you see her with a baby face
Half the neighborhood has tried her
They say her boyfriend is locked up in the street
That's why she's going crazy

Her grandma swears she's an angel
Insults anyone who speaks ill of her little granddaughter
Although they've thrown her in the middle, she doesn't care
She continues with the partying and doesn't stop

She likes it kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

Kinky, nasty, and even if it's fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex in excess
And in the process, she asks for a kiss

Chencho and Maldy, Plan B
Plan B is Plan B
Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
La Sociedad
Once again the party lights up

And let's go to the street, the sex duo (Love and Sex)
The Society, those who know tremble
With a little reggaeton-ton (with a little reggaeton-ton)
With Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
Tell, tell, tell, Duran The Coach (hey)
Chencho and Maldy, Plan B (Pina Records), eh

She likes, she likes, she likes (eh)
She likes, she likes, she likes (eh)
She likes, she likes, she likes (eh)
She likes, she likes, she likes