More songs by Faenna
Description
Composer Lyricist: Paloma Nieto Alarcón
Composer Lyricist: Julia Gonzalez
Composer Lyricist: Marcel Marti
Primary Musician: Marcelus Airlinez
Studio Producer: Marcelus Airlinez
Lyrics and translation
Original
106, seis, seis, puta.
Con los Fada, muy loco.
Déjame intentarlo una vez más.
Ya es demasiado tarde pa' volver a amar. Déjame intentarlo una vez más.
Ya es demasiado tarde pa' volver a amar.
Moviéndole el culo, pero siempre hasta abajo.
Ey, pa' las mamis que están puestas pa'l trabajo. Ganadoras desde que nacimos buscando el atajo.
No necesitamos a nadie para ganar nuestro fajo, ¿okey? Somos luchadoras y aquí vinimos a ganar.
Tenemos la bazofa para que arranque el local.
Pura como la coca, más dura que un arsenal. Quién me lo diría, cada día en una ciudad.
Mezclo un cacho con tabaco y rechupo el papel. Siempre vengo con regalos, soy mamá Noel.
Me saco el clítoris en tu cara y te lo cuelgo en Internet.
La meto tan duro, parece que lo inventé. No te metas donde sabes que no debes.
Te metiste en mi agua y acabaste entre las redes. Quisieras tener mis letras, pero papi, tú no puedes.
Pídele a los reyes el dinero que me debes, hoe. Se me encariñan rápido, me tiran flores.
Y yo que no doy abasto con duquelas y amores.
Intento no embusclarme, flowing like water. Van a tirarme y ni respondo, bitch, no hago favores.
A ti tu madre te paga el tabaco, no hablen de currao.
Yo ya no quiero andar pelao, yo de esta mierda estoy cansá. Estoy en el joseo, busco money y libertad.
Ninguna de estas putas se me pueden comparar.
Igual alguien comprará la pose que quieres vender, pero mi barrio no va a ser, baby, no nacimos ayer. Estoy estresá, quemando hash de
Marrakesh. Válgame un libro del cielo y dame algo de lucidez.
Pero díganme, ¿cómo quieren que le baje? Tu perro tiene malaje, yo puedo ser más salvaje, uh.
No me enfado, no, pero me da coraje.
Sonó tu tema en la fiesta y casi que me dio un mal -viaje, puto. -Déjame intentarlo una vez más.
Ya es demasiado tarde pa' volver a amar.
Déjame intentarlo una vez más.
Ya es demasiado tarde pa' volver a amar.
English translation
106, six, six, bitch.
With the Fada, very crazy.
Let me try one more time.
It's already too late to love again. Let me try one more time.
It's already too late to love again.
Moving her ass, but always all the way down.
Hey, for the mommies who are ready to work. Winners since we were born looking for the shortcut.
We don't need anyone to earn our money, okay? We are fighters and we came here to win.
We have the guts to get the place started.
Pure as coca, harder than an arsenal. Who would have told me, every day in a city.
I mix a piece with tobacco and suck on the paper. I always come with gifts, I'm Mother Christmas.
I take out my clitoris in your face and post it on the Internet.
I put it in so hard, it seems like I invented it. Don't go where you know you shouldn't.
You got into my water and ended up in the nets. You would like to have my lyrics, but daddy, you can't.
Ask the kings for the money you owe me, hoe. They get attached to me quickly, they throw me flowers.
And I can't cope with queens and loves.
I try not to fool myself, flowing like water. They're going to throw me and I don't even respond, bitch, I'm not doing favors.
Your mother pays for your tobacco, don't talk about work.
I don't want to walk around anymore, I'm tired of this shit. I'm in Joseo, I'm looking for money and freedom.
None of these whores can compare to me.
Maybe someone will buy the pose you want to sell, but it won't be my neighborhood, baby, we weren't born yesterday. I'm stressed, burning hash
Marrakesh. Give me a book from heaven and give me some lucidity.
But tell me, how do you want me to lower it? Your dog is bad, I can be wilder, uh.
I don't get angry, no, but it makes me angry.
Your song played at the party and it almost gave me a bad trip, damn. -Let me try one more time.
It's already too late to love again.
Let me try one more time.
It's already too late to love again.