Текст и перевод песни Ralph Larenzo - Mala

Mala

Ta perreando como si fuera un vicio
No deja de bailar desde el inicio
Reggaeton en el gym mientras hace ejercicio
Y esperando el fin para llegarlo hasta el piso

Dama lo mueve como su mamá
Me la imagine en la cama
Como selva en amazonas
Trepándose en una rama
Saltándome como rana
Una curva por atrás y una barriguita plana

A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala

Se me pone
Te ve directo no te sabes sus intenciones
Mala mala mala se me pone
Una mirada fría esta carente de emociones

Te perrea mira fijo y te desea
No es verdad pero ella quiere que lo creas
No importa si la joseas
Tú crees que la palabreas
Y ella jugando contigo te puso a hacer la tarea

Tiene tres amigas
Son cuatro mujeres prohibidas
Que viven haciendo lo que les da la gana
Nadie sabe nada solo que

A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala

Sendo booty que se gasta
Sin operar la niña vale una pasta
Baila con ojitos chinos como rasta
Para ella el weekend pa rumbiar es tiempo que no basta

Otro party hasta el domingo
Si me pide grito bingo
Mientras no lo distingo
Si me quiere o no pero si me quiere papi hoy me la chingo

Dama lo mueve como su mamá
Me la imagine en la cama
Como selva en amazonas
Trepándose en una rama
Saltándome como rana
Una curva por atrás y una barriguita plana

A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala
Mala
A esa mujer le dicen
Mala

Yeah
Jaizel
Dile, Dile, Dile Sly Q
Pa la cima

Mala

She's grinding like it's an addiction
She hasn't stopped dancing since she started
Reggaeton in the gym while she's working out
And waiting for the end to hit the floor

Lady moves it like her mother
I imagine her in bed
Like a jungle in the Amazon
Climbing on a branch
Jumping like a frog
A curve in the back and a flat stomach

That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad

She turns me on
She looks at you directly, you don't know her intentions
Bad, bad, bad, she turns me on
A cold look, devoid of emotion

She grinds on you, stares fixedly, and desires you
It's not true, but she wants you to believe it
It doesn't matter if you reject her
You think you've dismissed her
And she's playing with you, making you do her homework

She has three friends
They're four forbidden women
Who live doing whatever they want
Nobody knows anything, only that

That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad

That booty is so gorgeous
Without surgery, the girl is worth a fortune
She dances with slanted eyes like a Rastafarian
For her, the weekend party time is never long enough

Another party until Sunday
If she asks, I'll shout bingo
Meanwhile I can't tell
If she wants me, or not, but if she does, baby, I'll do her tonight

Lady moves it like her mother
I imagine her in bed
Like a jungle in the Amazon
Climbing on a branch
Jumping like a frog
A curve in the back and a flat stomach

That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad
Bad
That woman is called
Bad

Yeah
Jaizel
Tell me, tell me, tell me, Sly Q
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