Текст и перевод песни Real Phantom - La Independiente

La Independiente

Ella llega tarde porque trabaja lo suyo
Y se paga to'as sus cuentas
Y si eso te arde, tienes que coger lo tuyo
Si tu no le das ni ver...
Las pollitas quieren sus cositas
Compra sus falditas pa verse exquisita
Pa'l pelo, la botitas, bien sexy riquitas
Porque primero muerta que andar sencillita
Es que esas guiales se arrancan los fines de semana
Se pagan su entrada y su botella de Buchanan
Nadie que le reclamen si ellas tiene su lana
Y llegan a su casa a la hora que le da la gana
Ahora gritale duro a ese alela'o
Yo compro lo mio, nada es regala'o
Prefieres morirte que pedirle presta'o
Yo compro lo mio, nada es regala'o
Ella llega tarde porque trabaja lo suyo
Y se paga to'as sus cuentas
Y si eso te arde, tienes que coger lo tuyo
Si tu no le das ni ver...
Tu quieres plancha china, vestirte divina
Ropa de marca, zapato y talla fina
Blower de veinte dola', tratamiento y keratina
Y el no te da ni pa' la gasolina
Porque la calle esta llena de manes desacara'os
Que quieren rica cena y no dan pa'l mercado
Pero mami tu tas buena y tu tienes tu trabajo
Si te viene con taquilla lo mandas pa'l carajo
Ahora gritale duro a ese alela'o
Yo compro lo mio, nada es regala'o
Prefieres morirte que pedirle presta'o
Yo compro lo mio, nada es regala'o
Ella llega tarde porque trabaja lo suyo
Y se paga to'as sus cuentas
Y si eso te arde, tienes que coger lo tuyo
Si tu no le das ni ver... ñ

Independent Woman

She works hard for her money
She pays all her own bills
So, if you're not gonna contribute, you've got to go
'Cause she's not asking for your help at all...
Ladies want what they want
She buys all her own clothes, lookin' good, she's a stunner
Her hair, her shoes, so sexy and sweet
She'd rather be dead than basic, you meet
These girls go hard on the weekends
They pay their own way, with their own bottles of Buchanan's
Nobody's gonna tell them what to do when they've got their own cash
And they come home whenever they want
Now tell that fool off
I buy my own things, nothing's for free
I'd rather starve than borrow money
I buy my own things, nothing's for free
She works hard for her money
She pays all her own bills
So, if you're not gonna contribute, you've got to go
'Cause she's not asking for your help at all...
You want your hair done, you want to dress nice
Designer clothes, expensive shoes, you want to look like ice
Twenty-dollar blowouts, keratin treatments, looking your best
But he won't even pay for your gas
'Cause the streets are full of broke boys
Who want a fancy dinner but can't afford the groceries
But you're doing just fine, baby, you've got your own job
If he tries to bum money from you, tell him to get lost
Now tell that fool off
I buy my own things, nothing's for free
I'd rather starve than borrow money
I buy my own things, nothing's for free
She works hard for her money
She pays all her own bills
So, if you're not gonna contribute, you've got to go
'Cause she's not asking for your help at all... bam