More songs by Luis R Conriquez
More songs by Grupo Frontera
Description
Released on: 2010-08-31
Lyrics and translation
Original
Le gustan las joyas y los viajes largos.
Que le llenen de rosas la mesa del antro. En el McLaren, de piscis se agarra.
No quiere enfunarse, ella quiere janguear.
Ella es una reina, las demás princesas. Las gafas de noche le lucen coqueta.
Ropita cara, Bottega y de Prada. Mona Lisa, difícil de tocar.
Se me hace que quiere ver la hora nomás para verme.
Es parte mexicana internacional, parece Salma Hayek.
Niña de casa, pero le encanta la calle y no se va con nadie.
Se me hace que esta morra me gusta más que pegarme un buen toque.
Tiene fama de santa, pero yo hago que se aloque.
Y eso no es nada, pa' qué les cuento lo de anoche.
Locuras en el coche.
¡Ah!
Hazle sonar, Licerrito.
Sí, ¡quieta!
Y Grupo Frontera con Don Luis.
¡Uh!
De labiecita, sabor a cereza.
Si me enamoro, poco le interesa.
Sin corazones, ella no anda en esa. Cazadora, yo la presa.
La bandida me domina.
Cuando baila, me hipnotiza. Es como ver la Mona Lisa.
Ya sé que quiere ver la hora nomás para verme.
Es parte mexicana internacional, parece Salma Hayek.
Niña de casa, pero le encanta la calle y no se va con nadie.
Se me hace que esta morra me gusta más que pegarme un buen toque.
Tiene fama de santa, pero yo hago que se aloque.
Eso no es nada, pa' qué les cuento lo de anoche.
Locuras en el coche.
English translation
She likes jewelry and long trips.
Let them fill the club table with roses. In the McLaren, Pisces grabs.
She doesn't want to get dressed up, she wants to hang out.
She is a queen, the other princesses. The night glasses look flirty on her.
Expensive clothes, Bottega and Prada. Mona Lisa, difficult to touch.
It seems to me that he wants to see the time just to see me.
It's part international Mexican, it seems like Salma Hayek.
A girl from home, but she loves the street and doesn't go with anyone.
It seems to me that I like this girl more than giving me a good touch.
She has a reputation as a saint, but I make her crazy.
And that's nothing, why tell you about last night.
Crazy things in the car.
Ah!
Make it ring, Licerrito.
Yes, still!
And Grupo Frontera with Don Luis.
Ooh!
Little lip, cherry flavor.
If I fall in love, he doesn't care much.
Without hearts, she doesn't walk in that one. Hunter, I am the prey.
The bandit dominates me.
When he dances, he hypnotizes me. It's like seeing the Mona Lisa.
I already know that he wants to see the time just to see me.
It's part international Mexican, it seems like Salma Hayek.
A girl from home, but she loves the street and doesn't go with anyone.
It seems to me that I like this girl more than giving me a good touch.
She has a reputation as a saint, but I make her crazy.
That's nothing, why tell you about last night.
Crazy things in the car.