Ruina Lyrics English Translation by Xiyo
(feat. Fernandezz, Yung Beef Quevedo)
La-La-La-La Vendicion, papi
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
And it’s a shame, nothing more, that your father doesn’t want me anymore
It must be that I go with hustlers who carry a TEC and a chain
Because (Baby) maybe perhaps they left
Those little kisses, mami, with bad manners
Maybe perhaps it’s that you don’t want
To remember, mami, that wildness (Brr)
They’re gray (Brr)
Those little eyes make me freeze (Uh-uh)
Mami wears heels, Carolina Herrera
She wears L’Amour, Roberto Piquera’ (Rrah)
And girl, if you don’t want me
Tell me now, ’cause I have more women
Tell me now that I’m not in the trap (Trap)
We get freaky and I hit it from behind (Prr)
And we run away, baby, in a Panamera
We cross the border (Ah, ah, ah-ah)
They’re businessmen and traffickers, uh, so gangster
That belongs to no one, you’re going to stay with me
You know, baby, I’m gonna treat you right
And it’s that you are mine and no one else’s
You look at me, I read you
Tonight I can’t stand a front from you
You don’t want money
Tonight you just want a good time
And they are, they are, ey, you (Ha)
Oh, how you move that little thing
Uh, it’s impossible for me to resist you
Because maybe perhaps they left
Those little kisses, mami, with bad manners (Yeah)
Maybe perhaps it’s that you don’t want
To remember, mami, of that wildness
You’re bad, you have me ruined (Yes)
Buying you Victoria and Carolina for you (Ah-ah-ah)
These clothes and this luxury, mami, here they’re free (Ey)
If you call, I arrive quickly to give you a smack-smack-smack-smack-smack
That little ass in the street, mami, it’s a traffic stopper (Hmm)
And you used to model it for me
I ate your coochie while you were cooking
If I meet your dad I tell him I know nothing about you
But excuse me, sir, let me be sincere with you
Your daughter doesn’t want a cop, she prefers a reggaeton singer
Who writes her songs and takes her to the club
Who has her hooked in case someone gets out of line
It’s a shame, nothing more, that your parents don’t want me anymore
It must be that I go with hustlers who carry a TEC and a chain
While she climbs on me, I touch it, I touch it, I touch it
Her pussy and her ass, I blow it up, I blow it up
I take her to the dark while I fuck her, I fuck her, I fuck her
Tell me now that I’m not in the trap
We get freaky and I hit it from behind
I hit it so hard, I broke the sofa
The Percocet and I made her fly, and she got wet
And I gave it to her nonstop, the pressure made her vibrate
Come with me to the spaceship to fly
Ah-ah-ah (Come with me to the spaceship to fly)
Because maybe perhaps they left
Those little kisses, mami, with bad manners
Maybe perhaps it’s that you don’t want
To remember, mami, of that wildness (Wildness, mami)
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