Y Ahora Resulta (part. Voz de Mando)
Te compré ropa y bolso de diseñador
Unos lentes con brillantes incrustados
Te puse pechos, te puse nachas
Y una cintura dónde tú tenías llantas
Te compré más zapatos que para un cien pies
Y pestañas largas, negras y rizadas
Nariz bonita, respingadita
Y pa' blanquearte te aplicaron concha nácar
Y ahora resulta
Que te sientes el más bello monumento
Fuiste una mala inversión y me arrepiento
Pues tus palabras de amor arrastró el viento
Ahora resulta
Que no estoy en el nivel que tú pensabas
Me dices eso y otras tantas pendejadas
Ahora resulta, muñequita, ahora resulta
Maldita puta, antes de mí tú no eras nada
Te compré un carro que ni sabes manejar
Y aparatos de esos con una manzana
Yo te di joyas, tangas de Victoria
Y hasta un perro del tamaño de una rata
Y ahora resulta
Que te sientes el más bello monumento
Fuiste una mala inversión y me arrepiento
Pues tus palabras de amor arrastró el viento
Y ahora resulta
Que no estoy en el nivel que tú pensabas
Me dices eso y otras tantas pendejadas
Ahora resulta, muñequita, ahora resulta
Maldita puta, antes de mí tú no eras nada
And Now It Turns Out (feat. Voz de Mando)
I bought you designer clothes and a bag
Some glasses with embedded diamonds
I gave you breasts, I gave you buttocks
And a waist where you had rolls
I bought you more shoes than for a centipede
And long, black, curly eyelashes
Pretty, upturned nose
And to whiten you they applied mother-of-pearl shell
And now it turns out
That you feel like the most beautiful monument
You were a bad investment and I regret it
Because your words of love were carried away by the wind
Now it turns out
That I'm not at the level you thought
You tell me that and many other stupid things
Now it turns out, little doll, now it turns out
Damn whore, before me you were nothing
I bought you a car that you don't even know how to drive
And those devices with an apple
I gave you jewelry, Victoria's Secret thongs
And even a dog the size of a rat
And now it turns out
That you feel like the most beautiful monument
You were a bad investment and I regret it
Because your words of love were carried away by the wind
And now it turns out
That I'm not at the level you thought
You tell me that and many other stupid things
Now it turns out, little doll, now it turns out
Damn whore, before me you were nothing