ADICTA Lyrics English Translation by Big Lois
(feat. Gatillo)
She keeps posting me on her story
She’s waiting for me to send her the fire emoji
I’m not gonna stop until you’re my shorty
I wanna become your favorite
I know it’ll happen, I’ll give it to you
You’re my tuti, mami. You got me hooked
I want you to let loose, my puti
Breaking you in half is what I need
Why’d you get me tangled up? Tell me why’d you make me taste you
Tell me why, tell me why
If now I’m locked up
And I only think about that
I’m gonna give myself that pleasure
You’re a sex addict
Got me thinking about the moment it happened
And how good you look without the attitude
Your little body all wet, moving
And you begging me to put the cuffs on you
You like it rough, mami, I know that
It’s not 18, this is for 27 and up
Too bad only I get to see it
You’re looking for me to raise that ticket
Why’d you get me tangled up, mami? Why’d you get me hooked?
And I let it happen, the blame was mine too
I don’t know what you did to me, what kind of witchcraft
That now I wanna eat you up every day
So eat me, fuck me, take me, kill me
I love your dirtiness
Negrita, kitty, you like to play
That’s why I made myself the owner of the toy store
Why’d you get me tangled up? Tell me why’d you make me taste you
Tell me why, tell me why
If now I’m locked up
And I only think about that
I’m gonna give myself that pleasure
You’re a sex addict
When you walk past me I throw her a…
She’s got her husband but she wants the…
Ay, how good she’s got that…
Mami, I… just wanna see you
Damn, you kill me, you kill me, you…
I’m gonna get myself in trouble because of that…
Ay, how good she’s got that…
What I told you, I stand by it
Come on, let’s go, let’s close the deal
With this hunger I have to eat you
Negrita, to split you in four
And shake it and go crazy
Until the thing breaks down
And if they ask you, tell them who I am
The hardest from ’94
Why’d you get me tangled up? Tell me why’d you make me taste you
Tell me why, tell me why
If now I’m locked up
I only think about that
I’m gonna give myself that pleasure
You’re a sex addict
This is distribution gypsy style
Tell them, Gatillo
Fire, Gatillo
Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop
Tell them, Nael
Tell them, Manelo
Big Lois, papa
Start it up and go