Vaya Liada (part. Julieta)
T'escric per dir-te perdó
Que ja són més de les cinc
I jo penso en tu i jo
Ho arreglarem a la meva habitació
Ma, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que estiguis sexy quan poses mala cara
Nah, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que em vulguis només quan estàs endiablada
Mm, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que estigui sexy quan poso mala cara (mmm)
Vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que jo t'ho mogui descarada
Quin estrès
Per tu deixo les nenes, bolos i els diners
Et donc tot lo que em queda, et donaria més
Perquè si m'abandones ja no em queda re-e-e-e—
Jo sé que soc una xula, em poses impertinent
Però en el fons sé que t'encanta que em porti malament (uh)
Et dedico un ball, ball, ball, ball (ball, ball)
Jo no fallo mai, mai, mai, mai (mai, mai)
Te tinc al darrere, no li dic a cualquiera, uh
Ma, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que estiguis sexy quan poses mala cara
Nah, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que em vulguis només quan estàs endiablada, mm
Mm, vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que estigui sexy quan poso mala cara (Mm)
Vaya lia—, vaya liada (vaya liada)
Que per tu em quedo sense nada
Quin estrés
Per tu deixo les nenes, bolos i els diners
Et donc tot lo que em queda, et donaria més
Perquè si m'abandones ja no em queda res
Mushkinha, você tem muita qualidade
Et sobra cali, et sobra cali
Es que você me mata
Et sobra cali, et sobra cali
Meu cora pa' mi gata
Et sobra cali, et sobra cali
Es que você me mata
Et sobra cali, et sobra cali
Meu cora pa' mi gata
Mushkaa-ya-ya
Mushkinha, Mushkinha, yeah (yeah)
T'ho juro la Ju
Mushkinha que vergüenza
Y yo estoy loca, uh
Un hit a l'any no fa mal (uh)
Meu cora pa' mi gata
What a Mess (feat. Julieta)
I'm writing to say I'm sorry
It's already past five
And I'm thinking about you and me
We'll sort it out in my room
Man, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That you look sexy when you’re making a face
Nah, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That you only want me when you're feeling wild
Mm, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That I look sexy when I’m making a face (mmm)
What a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That I move for you so shamelessly
What a stress
For you, I’d ditch the girls, the gigs, and the cash
I’d give you everything I have, I’d give you more
Because if you leave me, I’ll have nothing left—e-e-e—
I know I’m a brat, you make me act up
But deep down I know you love it when I misbehave (uh)
I dedicate a dance, dance, dance, dance (dance, dance)
I never miss, miss, miss, miss (miss, miss)
I’ve got you behind me, I don’t tell just anyone, uh
Man, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That you look sexy when you’re making a face
Nah, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That you only want me when you're feeling wild, mm
Mm, what a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That I look sexy when I’m making a face (Mm)
What a mess—what a mess (what a mess)
That I’m left with nothing for you
What a stress
For you, I’d ditch the girls, the gigs, and the cash
I’d give you everything I have, I’d give you more
Because if you leave me, I’ll have nothing left
Mushkinha, you’ve got so much quality
You’ve got the heat, you’ve got the heat
You’re killing me
You’ve got the heat, you’ve got the heat
My heart for my girl
You’ve got the heat, you’ve got the heat
You’re killing me
You’ve got the heat, you’ve got the heat
My heart for my girl
Mushkaa-ya-ya
Mushkinha, Mushkinha, yeah (yeah)
I swear to you, Ju
Mushkinha, what a shame
And I’m going crazy, uh
One hit a year doesn’t hurt (uh)
My heart for my girl