Текст и перевод песни KAROL G - BICHOTA

BICHOTA

Salgo acicala' de pie' a tope
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te tope', tope'
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque
To' me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum

Por encima, se me nota que me sobra el piquete-piquete
No' dimo' par de botella' y ahora estamo' al garеte
Yo también tengo una Jeepeta
La tеngo fuletea' con to'a mi' shortie'
Dejamo' el miedo en la gaveta
Cuida'o con lo que sube pa'l story

Y adivina quién viene por ahí
Viene Juana, viene Mari
To'a la' babies quieren party
Un commentary fuera 'e lugary
Y te vamo' a rompe', yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh

Salgo acicala' de pie' a tope
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te tope', tope'
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque
To' me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum

Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum

Perreando duro, les gusta mi culo
Hace tiempo te 'toy esperando
No sé tú, pero yo aquí pensando
No haces na' pa' lo que está' roncando

Tú pa' darme like en el Insta eres veloz
Pero se rumora por ahí que eres precoz
Por má' que me tiren, no cojo lucha
La que me fronteó de aquí no se escucha

Salgo acicala' de pie' a tope
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te tope', tope'
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque
To' me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Roncan (perreando)

Tra, tra (¡ah!)

Papi, papi
O-O-Ovy On The Drums
Papi, papi

BADDIE

I'm stepping out here looking fly
'Cause I might just bump that booty with you, with you
I'm feeling like a baddie without leaving the block
Everybody wants to break me, but they don't have what it takes

They talk tough, but they can't handle my pum-pum, my pum-pum
And if there's anyone who can break me
'Cause they can't handle my pum-pum
With my pum-pum, with my pum-pum

Up high, you can see I've got plenty of that hot sauce
We've had a few drinks and now we're feeling reckless
I got a Jeep too
I'm cruising around with all my shorties
We left the fear in the closet
Be careful what you put on your story

And guess who's coming over
Juana's here, Mari's here
All the girls want to party
A comment that's out of line
And we're gonna break you, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

I'm stepping out here looking fly
'Cause I might just bump that booty with you, with you
I'm feeling like a baddie without leaving the block
Everybody wants to break me, but they don't have what it takes

They talk tough, but they can't handle my pum-pum, my pum-pum
And if there's anyone who can break me
'Cause they can't handle my pum-pum
With my pum-pum, with my pum-pum

They talk tough, but they can't handle my pum-pum, my pum-pum
And if there's anyone who can break me
'Cause they can't handle my pum-pum
With my pum-pum, with my pum-pum

Twerking hard, they love my butt
I've been waiting for you for a long time
I don't know about you, but I've been thinking
You're not doing anything for what you're bragging about

You're quick to like my photos on Instagram
But rumor has it you're a bit premature
No matter how much they throw at me, I won't fight
The one who confronted me is not heard from here

I'm stepping out here looking fly
'Cause I might just bump that booty with you, with you
I'm feeling like a baddie without leaving the block
Everybody wants to break me, but they don't have what it takes

They talk tough, but they can't handle my pum-pum, my pum-pum
And if there's anyone who can break me
'Cause they can't handle my pum-pum
With my pum-pum, with my pum-pum
They talk tough (twerking)

Tra, tra (ah!)

Daddy, daddy
O-O-Ovy On The Drums
Daddy, daddy