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Description
A night scene where the scent of expensive perfume and the smell of burning tires overlap: Carolina Herrera heels, the sparkle of L'Amour, and quick phrases in two languages that sound like a code for escape. Here, Mercedes luxury and the streets of the “block” coexist - glamour and risk go hand in hand, and it seems that one mistake could turn a celebration into a problem with flashing lights.
The feeling of attraction is becoming more acute - not so much a declaration of love as a business exchange of glances and promises for one night. The music seems to throw adrenaline into the mix: an accelerated rhythm, short “prrr” and “brr” sounds, bold gestures, and the smell of freedom; you want it and fear it at the same time. The words contain pathos, street truth, and a little bragging about gifts that decide a lot.
There is a warm irony in this: a little mischievous bravado, a little vulnerability behind the ostentatious coolness. Promises shine like gold earrings in a shop window, but at dawn, all that may remain is a trace of fun and a quiet thought that you can't carry the whole truth away in any Panamera.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bendición.
Oh.
Y es una ruina na' más que tu padre ya no me quiera.
Será que voy con traquetos, que llevan to'a la' cadena'.
Porque quizá tal vez se fueran esos besitos, mami, de malas maneras.
Tal vez quizá es que no quieras acordarte, mami, de esa bellaquera.
Prr, sonríe, esos ojitos hacen que me frise.
Mami, tira tacón Carolina Herrera, cuando te lame Robert tu piquera.
Y, mai, si no me quieres, dímelo ahora que yo tengo más mujeres. Dímelo ahora que no estoy en el trap.
Bellaqueamos y te choco detrás.
Y nos fugamos, baby, en Panamera, cruzamos fronteras.
Son empresarios traficantes, sus quedantes.
Eso es de nadie, tú conmigo vas a quedarte. Tú sabes, baby, rico vo'a tratarte.
Y es que tú eres mía y de nadie más.
Mamera, tú eres lego. Esta noche no te aguanto un fronteo.
No quieres dinero. Esta noche solo quiero un paseo.
Y zoom, zoom, ella, uh, a cómo mueve esa chapita, uh. Es imposible que te resista.
Porque quizá tal vez se fueran esos besitos, mami, de malas maneras.
Tal vez quizá es que no quieras acordarte, mami, de esa bellaquera.
Tú eres mala, me tienes de la ruina comprándote Victoria y Carolina pa' ti.
Estas prendas y este lujo, mami, aquí son gratis.
Si llamas llego rapid pa' darte un ñaqui, plaqui, plaqui, plaqui, plaqui to'.
Ese culito en la calle, mami, para el tránsito y tú me lo modelabas. Te comía el cuchi mientras que tú cocinabas.
Si me encuentra tu pai le digo que ya no sé nada de ti.
Pero disculpe, caballero, déjeme serle sincero.
Su hija no quiere polis, prefiere reggaetoneros que le escriban canciones y la lleven pa' la disco, que la tengan enganchá' por si alguien se pasa de listo. Es una ruina na' más que tu padre ya no me quiera.
Será que voy con traquetos, que llevan to'a la' cadena'.
Mientras se me trepa yo la toco, la toco, la toco.
Su toto y su culo lo exploto, lo exploto, la llevo a lo oscuro mientras me la cojo, la cojo, la cojo.
Dímelo ahora que no estoy en el trap. Bellaqueamos y te choco detrás.
Te di tan duro que rompió su hack.
La Percocet la puso a volar y se puso moja' y latí sin parar. La presión la puse a vibrar. Vente conmigo a la nave a volar.
Oh.
Vente conmigo a la nave a volar.
Porque quizá tal vez se fueran esos besitos, mami, de malas maneras.
Tal vez quizá es que no quieras acordarte, mami, de esa bellaquera.
English translation
Blessing.
Oh.
And it is nothing more than a ruin that your father no longer loves me.
Maybe I'm going with traquetos, which carry the entire chain.
Because maybe maybe those kisses went away, mommy, in bad ways.
Maybe it's just that you don't want to remember, mommy, that scoundrel.
Prr, smile, those little eyes make me cringe.
Mommy, pull Carolina Herrera heels, when Robert licks your boobies.
And, mai, if you don't love me, tell me now that I have more women. Tell me now that I'm not in the trap.
We bully and I crash into you from behind.
And we eloped, baby, in a Panamera, we crossed borders.
They are businessmen and traffickers, their stayers.
That belongs to no one, you are going to stay with me. You know, baby, I'm going to treat you well.
And you are mine and no one else's.
Mamera, you are a layman. Tonight I can't stand a confrontation with you.
You don't want money. Tonight I just want a walk.
And zoom, zoom, she, uh, how she moves that little badge, uh. It's impossible for me to resist you.
Because maybe maybe those kisses went away, mommy, in bad ways.
Maybe it's just that you don't want to remember, mommy, that scoundrel.
You are bad, you have me ruined by buying Victoria and Carolina for you.
These clothes and this luxury, mommy, they are free here.
If you call, I'll arrive quickly to give you a ñaqui, plaqui, plaqui, plaqui, plaqui to'.
That little butt on the street, mommy, stops traffic and you modeled it for me. I ate your cuchi while you cooked.
If your dad finds me, I'll tell him I don't know anything about you anymore.
But excuse me, gentleman, let me be honest with you.
Her daughter doesn't want cops, she prefers reggaeton players who write songs for her and take her to the disco, who keep her hooked in case someone gets too smart. It's nothing more than a ruin that your father no longer loves me.
Maybe I'm going with traquetos, which carry the entire chain.
While it climbs on me I touch it, I touch it, I touch it.
I exploit her toto and her ass, I exploit it, I take her to the dark while I fuck her, I fuck her, I fuck her.
Tell me now that I'm not in the trap. We bully and I crash into you from behind.
I hit you so hard that you broke your hack.
The Percocet blew it up and it got wet and it beat non-stop. The pressure made it vibrate. Come with me to the ship to fly.
Oh.
Come with me to the ship to fly.
Because maybe maybe those kisses went away, mommy, in bad ways.
Maybe it's just that you don't want to remember, mommy, that scoundrel.