La Que No Se Mueva (part. Tommy Lee Sparta)
What do them fool ya?
Mientra' yo lo muevo, me pongo a vola'
Porque ese blunt acabo de quema'
Mientra yo lo muevo, me van a anima'
Y todo' lo' tiguere' van a mira'
Bad Gyal
Whine up, whine up in jeans until your spine back
Your grip me tight you pussy tight, you body right (la más pegá' de España, de España)
Me tiene moviendo el culo con el tempo
Sale solo, baby, el bajo, yo lo siento
Con la cintura controlo movimiento'
Cuando digo que e' piloto, yo no miento
Entre el humo yo lo pongo a botar
Y toda' mi nena' me van a animar
Mientras lo menеo', quemo verde
Aquí solo sе perrea, no se mira
La que no se mueva, está eliminá'
Y pa' la' bad bitche' tenemo' el radar
Da igual que mañana no te acuerdes
Pide otra botella que ya se va a acabar
Aquí hay poca luz
Pero todo' me avistan
Las malcriadas del club
No nos dejan gastar
Aquí hay poca luz
Pero todo' me avistan
Las malcriadas del club
No nos dejan gastar
Come yah girl, how your pussy hot it fah
Wet you up like a rag
You ago need a janitor
Gucci down duffel bag
Send you to America
What, you want, protection?
Hold a baretta
You know chaka-chaka
You do you hair regular
Foot back, no batta batta
And you pussy no fyah
Ever bless you no prayer
You no mix up in a rata
Treat yo good same way
Gyal you could a badass
You man could a top killer
Or him could a G
Left mi underpants upon the bed for make him see it
Oh Gosh, him, girl, just cheat
Ten second pass dawg so the bwoy freeze
You man could a sheriff
Or him could a chief, from me come a your yard
Me affi have my peace
Paranoid
I know every night man sleep
Me deh yah fi yo now, so the things they do sweet
Estoy haciendo easy money like Michael
Pero no dejan pagar nada los bad boys
Yo no le hago coro a los niñatos
Siempre rodeada de to' los nenes guapo'
Moviendo rodilla, el ritmo marco
Y ahora todos quieren subirse a mi barco
Porque todo en lo que me monto lo parto
Y se oye bomboclaat mientras lo parto
Me tiene moviendo el culo con el tempo
Sale solo, baby, el bajo, yo lo siento
Con la cintura controlo los movimiento'
Cuando digo que e' piloto, yo no miento
Entre el humo yo lo pongo a botar
Y toda' mi nena' me van animar
Mientras lo meneo, quemo verde
Aquí solo se perrea, no se mira
La que no se mueva, está eliminá'
Y pa' la' bad bitche' tenemo' el radar
Da igual que mañana no te acuerdes
Pide otra botella que ya se va a acabar
Aquí hay poca luz
Pero todo' me avistan
Las malcriadas del club
No nos dejan gastar
Aquí hay poca luz
Pero todo' me avistan
Las malcriadas del club
No nos dejan gastar
The One Who Doesn't Move (feat. Tommy Lee Sparta)
What do they fool you?
While I move it, I start to fly
Because that blunt I just burned
While I move it, they will encourage me
And all the thugs will watch
Bad Gyal
Whine up, whine up in jeans until your spine back
You grip me tight, your pussy tight, your body right (the most stuck in Spain, in Spain)
It has me moving my ass with the tempo
It comes out on its own, baby, the bass, I feel it
With the waist I control the movement
When I say I'm a pilot, I'm not lying
Among the smoke I make it bounce
And all my girls will encourage me
While I shake it, I burn green
Here we only twerk, we don't look
The one who doesn't move, is eliminated
And for the bad bitches we have the radar
It doesn't matter if you don't remember tomorrow
Ask for another bottle because it's about to finish
Here is little light
But everyone sees me
The spoiled girls from the club
Don't let us spend
Here is little light
But everyone sees me
The spoiled girls from the club
Don't let us spend
Come here girl, how hot your pussy is
Wet you up like a rag
You're gonna need a janitor
Gucci down duffel bag
Send you to America
What, you want, protection?
Hold a baretta
You know chaka-chaka
You do your hair regularly
Foot back, no batting
And your pussy not on fire
Ever bless you no prayer
You don't mix up in a rat
Treat you good the same way
Girl you could be a badass
Your man could be a top killer
Or he could be a G
Left my underpants on the bed for him to see
Oh Gosh, his girl just cheated
Ten seconds pass, so the boy freezes
Your man could be a sheriff
Or he could be a chief, from me coming to your yard
I have to have my peace
Paranoid
I know every night man sleeps
I'm here for you now, so the things they do are sweet
I'm making easy money like Michael
But the bad boys don't let me pay anything
I don't give in to the kids
Always surrounded by all the handsome boys
Moving my knee, marking the rhythm
And now everyone wants to get on my boat
Because everything I get on, I kill it
And you hear bomboclaat while I kill it
It has me moving my ass with the tempo
It comes out on its own, baby, the bass, I feel it
With the waist I control the movements
When I say I'm a pilot, I'm not lying
Among the smoke I make it bounce
And all my girls will encourage me
While I shake it, I burn green
Here we only twerk, we don't look
The one who doesn't move, is eliminated
And for the bad bitches we have the radar
It doesn't matter if you don't remember tomorrow
Ask for another bottle because it's about to finish
Here is little light
But everyone sees me
The spoiled girls from the club
Don't let us spend
Here is little light
But everyone sees me
The spoiled girls from the club
Don't let us spend