Cuica Lyrics English Translation by Ptazeta & Quevedo
(feat. Quevedo)
You’re acting stuck up
Says she doesn’t smoke anymore, but she picks at it
Big booty, tiny waist
You’re made of salt and sand the way you stick to me
Everyone knows you’re hot and you act stuck up
She acts like she doesn’t, but she’s looking for head
You’re stuck up
You’re stuck up
If she goes outside, it’s so the whole world stares
You’re a tease, no girl can intimidate you
And with that tiny waist, no man can turn away from you
She’s the one who’s got it, nobody’s taking it from her
Ma-Mami, I’m El Baifo, I’m not scared of friends’ boyfriends (No, no)
Let’s grind slow, tickle your belly
Feel the butterflies like you’re possessed
Dance, dance and get hyped, dance, dance and get hyped
I’m on the grind but not a businessman, they told me your story in the hood (Tu-tu-tu)
You kill ’em, bae, like a 9mm, you’re out on the streets with no schedule
And I like ’em bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad like you
And in my crew, we’re all bad, bad, bad, bad, no other girl is like you
You, you, you’re acting stuck up
Says she doesn’t smoke anymore, but she picks at it
Big booty, tiny waist
You’re made of salt and sand the way you stick to me
Everyone knows you’re hot and you act stuck up
She acts like she doesn’t, but she’s looking for head
You’re stuck up
You’re stuck up
And if you were chocolate
I’d keep you out of the sun so you wouldn’t melt
You’re ready for tongue until you melt (The devil)
And if you were chocolate
I’d be a bat, beating and beating, splashing it
That fountain is holy water
That egg wants—
Baifo, God keep them safe when they get home
Without mommy and daddy, there’s no grinding
Today atheists are going to church
You fuck, I fuck, the ugly one fucks
Ma, I’ll wreck you, let’s go from the plaza to my house, atheist
With the glasses so tinted I can’t even see ’em
And give me some of that, I’m going back
With the—With the ghetto flow to give you a swirl
Don’t look at me like that, I’ll give you a shake
Yeah, I’m going back
If you—If you follow through, I’ll fulfill your wishes
You’re good for more than just a dance
To ki—To kiss you, to eat you up
Baby, to grab you, break you from behind
Ma, relax, the strong ones are here
I’m not the one saying it, the reports say it
Okay, okay, to kiss you, mmm, to eat you up
Ey, baby, grab you, break you from behind
You relax, the strong ones are here
I’m not the one saying it, the reports say it (Rra)
El Baifo, yeah, the little one
For us, making money is a sport
Wuh
Okay
With Ptazeta, the mmm, ha
You already know who it is
Hey, ah
Bañaderos, Arucas, San Andrés
Cardones, San Felipe, Santidad, Juan XXIII, ha
Ah, of course, and a dip in Burguillo, what’s up? Eh