Animal (part. Maria Becerra)
Ayo', Cazzu
Hey
Lady
This is the Big One
(Tra, tra)
Su traje luce salvaje
Se le nota que rompe corazón
Faldita corta y tatuaje
Que rompe esquina, rompe callejón
Yo', prefiere pedir perdón
Yo', antes que decir que no
Yo', te lleva a la perdición
(Mari, pa' que sepan que las pibas)
(Ya no lloramos por la night)
Ella va de caza
Es su instinto animal
Nadie la rechaza
Siempre la más codicia'
Si quiere, ella lo baja downtown
Pa' arriba, pa' abajo y de lao'
Se va cuando еstá todo apagao'
Y vuelve al otro día
Eh (ey), una gárgola (una gárgola), eh
Lе gusta enrolar (le gusta enrolar), eh
Nunca regular
(Ayo', Cazzu)
Choc-Choc-Chocopop, dulce como lollipop
Cuando quiere, pone stop, la nena siempre está al top
Para darle duro a ese candy perreo
Porque esta noche es para que se rompa el suelo
Dice que nunca se enamora, tiene fama de profesora
En el perreo, la ganadora, los sábados no se demora
Y sabe qué cara poner pa' pedirte maltrato
Maltrato a la buena, maltra—
Tra, tra
Quiero que te pegues por detrá', tra'
Ella es traicionera como Yatra
Esquiva fantasma' a lo Pac-Man
Cuida'o si tú trata'
Tra, tra
Quiero que te pegues por detrá', tra'
Ella es traicionera como Yatra
Esquiva fantasma' a lo Pac-Man
Cuida'o si tú trata'
Ella va de caza
Es su instinto animal
Nadie la rechaza
Siempre la más codicia'
Si quiere, ella lo baja downtown
Pa' arriba, pa' abajo y de lao'
Se va cuando está todo apagao'
Y vuelve al otro día
Ella está dura como Cardi (Cardi)
El Cuba ella lo toma con Bacardi (uh)
Un blunt de chocolate como Charlie (Charlie)
De calle, pero luce como Barbie (Lady, Lady)
Tiene un par de muerto' en el cementerio
A los hombres, nunca los toma en serio
Y menos a los que andan de misterio
El que quiso joderla solo se jodió
Fuma de la hookah toda la noche
Que este party aún no se va a acabar (no)
No quiere un bobo que vista Dolce
Quiere alguien que sepa combinar
Y tra, tra
Quiero que te pegues por detrá', tra'
Ella es traicionera como Yatra
Esquiva fantasma' a lo Pac-Man
Cuida'o si tú trata'
Ella va de caza
Ayo', Cazzu
Yeah, the motherfuckin' Big One
Lady, Lady
Las nenas de Argentina
Rompiendo tarima
Ey
This is the Big One
Ey
Cazzu, baby
Animal (feat. Maria Becerra)
Ayo', Cazzu
Hey
Lady
This is the Big One
(Tra, tra)
Her outfit looks wild
You can tell she breaks hearts
Short skirt and tattoo
Breaking corners, breaking alleys
She prefers to ask for forgiveness
She'd rather say yes
She leads you to perdition
(Mari, so they know that the girls)
(We don't cry for the night anymore)
She goes hunting
It's her animal instinct
No one rejects her
Always the most coveted
If she wants, she brings it downtown
Up, down, and sideways
She leaves when everything is turned off
And comes back the next day
Hey (hey), a gargoyle (a gargoyle), hey
She likes to roll (she likes to roll), hey
Never regular
(Ayo', Cazzu)
Choc-Choc-Chocopop, sweet like a lollipop
When she wants, she stops, the girl is always at the top
To hit hard with that candy perreo
Because tonight is for breaking the floor
She says she never falls in love, has a reputation as a teacher
In perreo, the winner, she doesn't delay on Saturdays
And knows what face to put on to ask for mistreatment
Mistreatment to the good, mistreat—
Tra, tra
I want you to stick it from behind, tra'
She's treacherous like Yatra
Dodges ghosts like Pac-Man
Be careful if you try
Tra, tra
I want you to stick it from behind, tra'
She's treacherous like Yatra
Dodges ghosts like Pac-Man
Be careful if you try
She goes hunting
It's her animal instinct
No one rejects her
Always the most coveted
If she wants, she brings it downtown
Up, down, and sideways
She leaves when everything is turned off
And comes back the next day
She's tough like Cardi (Cardi)
In Cuba she drinks Bacardi (uh)
A chocolate blunt like Charlie (Charlie)
Streetwise, but looks like Barbie (Lady, Lady)
She has a couple of dead ones in the cemetery
She never takes men seriously
Especially those who are mysterious
Anyone who tried to mess with her just messed up
She smokes hookah all night
This party is not over yet (no)
She doesn't want a fool who wears Dolce
She wants someone who knows how to mix
And tra, tra
I want you to stick it from behind, tra'
She's treacherous like Yatra
Dodges ghosts like Pac-Man
Be careful if you try
She goes hunting
Ayo', Cazzu
Yeah, the motherfuckin' Big One
Lady, Lady
The girls from Argentina
Breaking the stage
Hey
This is the Big One
Hey
Cazzu, baby