Material
Todavía me acuerdo de ese día
Entre tanta estupidez que tú decías
Que aunque yo fuera tu preferida
No podía pasar de una amiga
No era el tipo de mujer que tú querías
Pero disfrutabas de mi compañía, ¡mala mía!
Por no depender de nadie y siempre correr por la mía
Mis ojos no lloran, pero sí llora la melodía, ah
Que yo no era el material de mujer pa' estar contigo
Que yo no era el material pa' presentarle a tus amigos
Que yo no era el material, se trata de más que eso
Que yo no era el materia-a-a-a-a-al
Es porque sé lo que quiero, como tú
Me gusta el dinero, como tú
Porque yo no me dejo, como tú
Porque soy igual de hija de puta que tú
Porque yo chingo, como o con quien me da la gana
¿O por qué tus panas de mí también tienen ganas?
¿O soy muy salvaje pa' ti?
Al mismo tiempo la que está más puesta pa' ti
Piensas en lo que va a decir la gente de ti
Que soy el final y que te voy a hacer sufrir aah
¿Cómo tener una perra de novia?
Perra, porque pienso como tú y eso te agobia
Creo que tú ya conoce' el desenlace de esta historia
Te vas por la santa, pero te aburre la trayectoria
Que yo no era el material de mujer pa' estar contigo
Que yo no era el material pa' presentarle a tus amigos
Que yo no era el material, se trata de más que eso
Que yo no era el materia-a-a-a-a-al
Me parte el alma
Pero ya me ha pasado, gracias
A ti tipos como tú, es que hasta aquí he llegado
A romperme el corazón mejor, porque así es que he logrado
Que todos los que dudaban, hoy me quieran a su lado
Lo tomo con calma, pero ya se hizo tarde
Te doy las gracias por ser el motor pa' yo superarme
Pa' cuando quieras venir a buscarme
Habré encontrado en mí
Lo que tú nunca hubieses podido darme
Que yo no era el material de mujer pa' estar contigo
Que yo no era el material pa' presentarle a tus amigos
Que yo no era el material, se trata de más que eso
Que yo no era el materia-a-a-a-a-al
Que yo no era el materia-a-a-a-a-al
Que yo no era el materia-a-a-a-a-al
Malucci
Miro ángeles
Third World, king
Material
I still remember that day
Among all the nonsense you were saying
That even though I was your favorite
I couldn't go beyond being a friend
I wasn't the type of woman you wanted
But you enjoyed my company, my bad!
For not depending on anyone and always running on my own
My eyes don't cry, but the melody does, ah
That I wasn't the material of a woman to be with you
That I wasn't the material to introduce to your friends
That I wasn't the material, it's about more than that
That I wasn't the materi-a-a-a-al
It's because I know what I want, like you
I like money, like you
Because I don't let myself, like you
Because I'm just as much of a bitch as you
Because I fuck, like or with whoever I want
Or why do your buddies also want me?
Or am I too wild for you?
At the same time, the one who's most into you
You think about what people will say about you
That I'm the end and that I'm going to make you suffer, ah
How to have a bitch as a girlfriend?
Bitch, because I think like you and that overwhelms you
I think you already know the outcome of this story
You go for the saint, but you get bored of the journey
That I wasn't the material of a woman to be with you
That I wasn't the material to introduce to your friends
That I wasn't the material, it's about more than that
That I wasn't the materi-a-a-a-al
It breaks my heart
But it's happened to me, thanks
To guys like you, that's why I've come this far
To break my heart better, because that's how I've managed
That all those who doubted me, now want me by their side
I take it easy, but it's already late
I thank you for being the drive for me to improve
For when you want to come looking for me
I will have found in myself
What you could never have given me
That I wasn't the material of a woman to be with you
That I wasn't the material to introduce to your friends
That I wasn't the material, it's about more than that
That I wasn't the materi-a-a-a-al
That I wasn't the materi-a-a-a-al
That I wasn't the materi-a-a-a-al
Bad boy
I look at angels
Third World, king