Candy
(Candy, candy, candy)
(Candy, candy, candy)
Ay
A ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekends, irse janguear
Ella es loquita, pero es dulce como candy
Sus pai' la quieren ver casa', que ella termine la escuela
Pero ella cambia más de novio que de panty
A ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekends, irse janguear
Ella es loquita, pero es dulce como candy
Sus pai' la quieren ver casa', que ella termine la escuela
Pero ella cambia más de novio que de panty
Le gusta a lo kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y en el proceso, me pide un beso
Kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y en el proceso, me pide un beso
La veo en la disco casi todos los weekend'
Al parecer, en su casa no hay quien la frene
El vacilón de ella comienza desde el jueve'
Tiene un amigo en el baño, al parecer no la entretiene
Se hace la boba, sabe que lo que le conviene
Su abuela le da money cada vez que quiere
Está solita, ella no quiere que la celen
Muchos la han querío' pa' serio, pero a ella le va y le viene
Pide que la empuje, que el pelo le desordenen
Que la encadene, que en la cama, la condene
El comentario se ha rega'o, que ella gana por nocaut
Al parecer, ella invicta se mantiene
Le gusta a lo kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y, en el proceso, me pide un beso
Kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y, en el proceso, me pide un beso
Ella es diferente, no vive con la gente
Y no te hace caso si le saca' el expediente
Y to' quieren probarla porque dicen que es caliente
Un phillie, una cerveza, para entrar en ambiente
Baila toda' las cancione' y tiene un swing cuando se mueve
Y no tiene amiga', alega que toda' la envidian
Dice: Maldita la mujer en que otra mujer confía
Por eso, se rodea de amiguito' to' los día'
Esa nena que tú ves ya no es chamaquita
Aunque la vea' con carita de nenita
Ya medio barrio la ha proba'o
Dicen que el novio está tranca'o en la calle
Por eso es que anda bien loquita
La abuela de ella jura que es una angelita
Insulta a to' el que hable mal de su nietecita
Aunque al medio la han tira'o, a ella no le ha importa'o
Sigue con el vacilón y no se quita
Le gusta a lo kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y, en el proceso, me pide un beso
Kinky, nasty, y aunque sea fancy
Se pone cranky si lo hago romantic
Le gusta el sexo en exceso
Y, en el proceso, me pide un beso
Chencho y Maldy, Plan B
Plan B es Plan B
Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
La Sociedad
Una vez más se enciende el party
Y vamo' pa' la calle, el dúo de sex (Love and Sex)
La Society, lo' que saben tiemblan
Con un poco de reggaeton-ton (con un poco de reggaeton-ton)
Con el Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
Dile, dile, dile, Duran The Coach (ey)
Chencho y Maldy, Plan B (Pina Records), eh
Le gusta, le gusta, le gusta (eh)
Le gusta, le gusta, le gusta (eh)
Le gusta, le gusta, le gusta (eh)
Le gusta, le gusta, le gusta
Candy
(Candy, candy, candy)
(Candy, candy, candy)
Oh
She likes to hang out, every weekend, go hang out
She is crazy, but she is sweet like candy
Her parents want to see her home, for her to finish school
But she changes boyfriends more than panties
She likes to hang out, every weekend, go hang out
She is crazy, but she is sweet like candy
Her parents want to see her home, for her to finish school
But she changes boyfriends more than panties
She likes it kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
Kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
I see her at the club almost every weekend
Apparently, there is no one at home who can stop her
Her joke starts on Thursday
She has a friend in the bathroom, apparently he doesn't entertain her
She plays dumb, she knows what's best for her
Her grandmother gives him money whenever he wants
She is alone, she does not want to be jealous
Many have wanted her to be serious, but she comes and goes
She asks me to push her, to mess up her hair
Let her chain her, let him condemn her to bed
The comment has been scolded, that she wins by knockout
Apparently, she remains undefeated
She likes it kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
Kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
She is different, she doesn't live with people
And she doesn't pay attention to you if he takes out the file
And everyone wants to try it because they say it's hot
A Phillie, a beer, to get in the mood
She dances to all the songs and has a swing when she moves
And she doesn't have any friends, she claims that everyone envies her
She says: Cursed is the woman in whom another woman trusts
That's why she surrounds himself with friends every day
That girl you see is no longer a little girl
Even though I see her with a little girl's face
Half the neighborhood has already tried it
They say the boyfriend is stuck on the street
That's why she's so crazy
Her grandmother swears she's an angel
She insults everyone who speaks badly of his granddaughter
Even though they threw her in the middle, she didn't care
She keeps on fooling around and doesn't stop
She likes it kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
Kinky, nasty, and even fancy
She gets cranky if I make it romantic
She likes sex excessively
And in the process, she asks me for a kiss
Chencho and Maldy, Plan B
Plan B is Plan B
Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
The Society
Once again the party is on
And off we go, the sex duo (Love and Sex)
The Society, those who know tremble
With a little bit of reggaeton-ton (with a little bit of reggaeton-ton)
With the Luny-Luny-Luny Tunes-Tunes
Tell him, tell him, tell him, Duran The Coach (ey)
Chencho and Maldy, Plan B (Pina Records), huh
He likes it, he likes it, he likes it (eh)
He likes it, he likes it, he likes it (eh)
He likes it, he likes it, he likes it (eh)
He likes it, he likes it, he likes it
Escrita por: Maldy / Chencho Corleone / Duran The Coach