More songs by Quevedo
Description
Producer: BlueFire
Producer, Programming Engineer: GARABATTO
Producer: GIO
Producer: KIDDO
Producer: Yassir
Mixer: Josh Gudwin
Mastering Engineer: Dale Becker
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tus padre' no quieren escuchar mi nombre, a mí no le mientas, solo dile la verdad.
Aunque se enfaden y se te pongan borde', cuando se duerman voy a entrar por atráaaaas.
Y una vez dentro te voy a entrar por atráaaaas, y en la mano la clic clac por si acaso.
Tus padre' no quieren escuchar mi nombre, a mí no le mientas, solo dile la verdad.
Aunque se enfaden y se te pongan borde', cuando se duerman voy a entrar por atráaaaas.
Y una vez dentro te voy a entrar por atráaaaas, y en la mano la clic clac por si acaso.
No se vira, pero sí se dobla, tú ere' una popi del popla, no es mi cumple, pero sopla y pide un deseo, que aquí hace rato se cobra. Tú pone' las norma', que yo te pongo los deo' y te tapo la boca.
Si no quiere' en casa, te lo pongo en la troca.
Tu pai no quiere verme, y yo por metértelo me dejo de hacer el malo, y eso aunque se ve que no sabe que la cargo encima por ti, y tú te mojas y lo noto en el jean.
Sé que tu pai me odia como el de Yamin, y por eso es que te vo'a dar más duro. Aunque. . .
Tus padre' no quieren escuchar mi nombre, a mí no le mientas, solo dile la verdad.
Aunque se enfaden y se te pongan borde', cuando se duerman voy a entrar por atráaaaas.
Y una vez dentro te voy a entrar por atráaaaas, y en la mano la clic clac por si acaso. Si no me dejan entrar, dame sexo telefónico.
Tú me conoce' a tu pai perreando exótico, qué irónico.
Parece que le gusta que le hable fuerte y malo, que le baje las luce', ponga Ñengo y saque el guaro.
Y ahí es cuando no me quiero ir, tu reflejo en el techo, tu pelo deshecho.
Si escucho las llave' se me para el pecho, me fui estando a media, pero satisfecho.
Bebé, lo que nos une no se toca, es sensorial, por eso acabo borracho en tu portal.
Tenían razón, yo no me sé comportar, pero llevo la clic clac por si acaso.
Tus padre' no quieren escuchar mi nombre, a mí no le mientas, solo dile la verdad.
Aunque se enfaden y se te pongan borde', cuando se duerman voy a entrar por atráaaaas.
Y una vez dentro te voy a entrar por atráaaaas, y en la mano la clic clac por si acaso.
English translation
Your parents don't want to hear my name, don't lie to me, just tell them the truth.
Even if they get angry and get angry at you, when they fall asleep I'm going to come in through the back.
And once inside I'm going to enter you through the back, and in my hand click clack just in case.
Your parents don't want to hear my name, don't lie to me, just tell them the truth.
Even if they get angry and get angry at you, when they fall asleep I'm going to come in through the back.
And once inside I'm going to enter you through the back, and in my hand click clack just in case.
It doesn't turn, but it does bend, you are a poppi of the popla, it's not my birthday, but blow and make a wish, which here has been paid for a while. You set the rules, I'll set the rules and cover your mouth.
If he doesn't want to at home, I'll put him in the truck.
Your dad doesn't want to see me, and by messing it up I stop being bad, and that's even though it's obvious that he doesn't know that I'm carrying him for you, and you get wet and I can see it in your jeans.
I know your dad hates me like Yamin's, and that's why I'm going to hit you harder. Although. . .
Your parents don't want to hear my name, don't lie to me, just tell them the truth.
Even if they get angry and get angry at you, when they fall asleep I'm going to come in through the back.
And once inside I'm going to enter you through the back, and in my hand click clack just in case. If they don't let me in, give me phone sex.
You know me' your exotic twerking pai, how ironic.
It seems that he likes that I speak loudly and meanly to him, that he lowers his lights, put on Ñengo and take out the guaro.
And that's when I don't want to leave, your reflection on the ceiling, your undone hair.
If I hear the keys my chest stops, I left feeling half-hearted, but satisfied.
Baby, what unites us cannot be touched, it is sensory, that's why I end up drunk in your doorway.
They were right, I don't know how to behave, but I carry the click-clack just in case.
Your parents don't want to hear my name, don't lie to me, just tell them the truth.
Even if they get angry and get angry at you, when they fall asleep I'm going to come in through the back.
And once inside I'm going to enter you through the back, and in my hand click clack just in case.