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Description
Producer: SN Systema
Composer: Christian M. Pérez
Composer: Lorena Zamora Monterde
Mixer: Pablo Cuerno
Mixer: Christian M. Pérez
Masterer: Miguel Sar
Lyrics and translation
Original
Soy el tipo de puta que ningún hombre quiere encontrar.
No te metas en mi cabeza, hay cosas que no puedo explicar. Ni te las voy a explicar.
Nadie me va a entender. Porque tratar de no hacerlo hace que piense en ello más.
Porfa, cállate.
No me hables más.
A las mal ladronas ni pa' venir a robar. Porfa, cállate. No me hables más.
A las mal ladronas no les puedes ni robar.
Pero tu guante blanco era de payaso, no eras ladrón.
Tú y los de tu ganga eran santos, no eras la excepción. No me busques confusión por un ratillo de atención.
Tú te traías las cabras y yo te di los cuernos por ser cabrón.
I'm a real playboy.
I'm a real playboy. Voy a ir a por ti, pero sin rencor.
Pa' devolverte las de menor. Que aún no me quieren en Cartagena, pero tienen un sitio mejor.
Son las mejores acotador. No voy al psicólogo, voy al tatuador. El dolor al maquillador.
Voy con mi pai de conductor. Porfa, cállate.
No me hables más. A las mal ladronas ni pa' venir a robar.
Porfa, cállate. No me hables más.
A las mal ladronas no les puedes ni robar.
Pero tu guante blanco era de payaso, no eras ladrón. Tú y los de tu ganga eran santos, no eras la excepción.
No me busques confusión por un ratillo de atención.
Tú te traías las cabras y yo te di los cuernos por ser cabrón.
I'm a real playboy.
Vosotros en un juego, I'm a real playboy.
English translation
I'm the kind of whore no man wants to find.
Don't get into my head, there are things I can't explain. I'm not even going to explain them to you.
Nobody is going to understand me. Because trying not to do it makes me think about it more.
Please shut up.
Don't talk to me anymore.
Bad thieves don't even want to come and steal. Please shut up. Don't talk to me anymore.
You can't even steal from bad thieves.
But your white glove was that of a clown, you were not a thief.
You and your gang were saints, you were no exception. Don't look for confusion in me for even a moment's attention.
You brought the goats and I gave you the horns for being a bastard.
I'm a real playboy.
I'm a real playboy. I'm going to go after you, but without resentment.
To give you back your minor ones. They still don't want me in Cartagena, but they have a better place.
They are the best bounders. I don't go to the psychologist, I go to the tattoo artist. The pain to the makeup artist.
I'm going with my father as a driver. Please shut up.
Don't talk to me anymore. Bad thieves don't even want to come and steal.
Please shut up. Don't talk to me anymore.
You can't even steal from bad thieves.
But your white glove was that of a clown, you were not a thief. You and your gang were saints, you were no exception.
Don't look for confusion in me for even a moment's attention.
You brought the goats and I gave you the horns for being a bastard.
I'm a real playboy.
You in a game, I'm a real playboy.