
Cazzu turns heartbreak into a lesson in karma in her pop anthem "Con Otra." Speaking directly to the new girlfriend of an unfaithful ex, the Argentine singer serves a cocktail of sass, warning and solidarity. She insists she has zero interest in stealing the guy back; instead, she exposes his pattern: if he cheated once, he will cheat again. The real enemy, Cazzu says, is not her but the man already âsleeping in your bed.â
Behind the catchy beat lies a playful but cautionary tale about trust and self-respect. Cazzuâs lyrics flip the usual love-triangle drama on its head: rather than compete, she sympathizes with the other woman and predicts the inevitable betrayal. The song celebrates confidence, calls out toxic relationships and reminds listeners that what goes around inevitably comes around.
Mala Suerte ("Bad Luck") lets Argentinaâs trap queen Cazzu pull back the curtain on her bravado and show us the vulnerable heart that beats underneath. Over a moody beat, she repeats the aching hook "Tengo miedo de perderte" (âIâm afraid of losing youâ), confessing that for her, love is a thrilling ride haunted by the constant fear of crashing. She pictures nightmare scenariosâher lover finding someone âbetter,â forgetting every kiss, every memoryâbecause she believes she was âborn with so much bad luck.â
Cazzuâs lyrics flicker between smoky barrooms, limousine doors, and lovers who left scars. Those memories make her doubt her own worth, yet they also fuel a desperate, fiery plea: âDame tu calor, que traigo el alma frĂaâ (âGive me your warmth, my soul is coldâ). The song is both a confession and a wishâshe wants to shake off her âmala suerte,â pull her partner close, and shout their love so loudly that even the heavens listen. In short, itâs a raw, diary-like anthem about insecurity, past wounds, and the hope that real love can finally break an unlucky streak.
âNadaâ is a fiery back-and-forth that turns a broken relationship into a musical tug-of-war. Cazzu and her all-star guests slip into the roles of ex-lovers who swear they feel ânadaâ â nothing at all â yet every lyric drips with leftover passion. Between pulsing reggaetĂłn beats, each vocalist tries to convince the other (and themselves) that they have moved on: Cazzu flaunts her favorite dress, Rauw and Dalex trade bruised bragging rights, and Lyanno fans the jealousy by promising to give her what the last guy couldnât. The song paints a neon-lit scene of clubs, social-media stalking, late-night calls, and risky rebounds, showing how pride and desire keep exes orbiting each other even after love is âburied.â
At its core, âNadaâ captures the messy stage after a breakup when both sides pretend to be indifferent while secretly aching â a mix of resentment, temptation, and wounded ego. Each verse is a playful jab, each chorus a catchy reminder that saying you feel nothing doesnât make it true. The result is an addictive anthem for anyone who has ever tried to dance away their feelings, only to realize that nada can still mean everything.
âDOLCEâ is Cazzuâs fierce goodbye letter to a partner who took her for granted. Over a Regional Mexican beat, the Argentine star calls out fake appearances and empty luxuries, reminding her ex that she already owned her success and sparkle before he showed up. She gave him one shot, he blew it, and now she plans to turn the tables by stepping out in that unforgettable Dolce dressâthe very one that first made him fallâwhile he stays home regretting his mistakes.
The song blends heartbreak with unapologetic empowerment. Cazzu vows to âbehave badly,â not out of spite alone, but to teach him the value of what he lost. Luxury cars, diamonds, and smooth talk mean nothing next to her authenticity and self-worth. âDOLCEâ is ultimately a celebration of independence: a reminder that true power comes from knowing youâre irreplaceableâand looking amazing while proving it.
Cazzu plunges us into a cave of raw emotion, where she finds a broken lover and tries to heal him with her own light. She licks his wounds, ignites his âsun,â and opens the door to life outside the darkness. Yet, even after being rescued, he thinks only of himself. The lyrics swirl with frustration and bittersweet affection, as the singer wonders what he will do when nostalgia and pleasure can no longer cover his emptiness.
The chorus is a powerful wake-up call: when she finally blooms and the pain stops, there will be no way back for him. Money, charm, or excuses will not save him from returning to his lonely cave, a prisoner of his own choices. âLa Cuevaâ is a pop anthem about self-worth, moving on, and realizing that sometimes the person you rescued must face the darkness alone.
FantasĂas is Cazzuâs late-night confession of a love so intense it borders on obsession. Picture the clock striking 3 a.m., the phone lighting up, and a desperate voice on the other end begging to come back. From the very first line, Cazzu paints two souls who know each otherâs every desire, weakness, and fantasy. No matter how many times they try to walk away, their secret pact â sealed by lips and bodies â keeps dragging them back together. She flaunts an almost telepathic connection: âI know what you like, I do it rightâ while reminding him that even his new partner realizes his mind is elsewhere.
Cazzu mixes vulnerability with swagger, celebrating a relationship that is âcasi perfecto, casi leyendaâ â almost perfect, almost legendary, and a little bit chaotic. Itâs a love that defies logic, insults reason, and feels worth dying for. In the end, the message is clear: they can pretend to move on, but their fantasies belong to each other forever. The songâs hypnotic trap-beat and sultry vocals turn this turbulent romance into an anthem for anyone who has ever been unable to break free from that one unforgettable connection.
âDĂĄndoteâ plunges us into a late-night game of cat and mouse where desire keeps swapping the driverâs seat. Cazzu, alongside Chita and Lara91k, paints a neon-lit scene of flirty text messages, club lights, and liquid courage. Every verse is a push-and-pull: sheâs hooked the moment she sees her crush, but she refuses to look âeasy.â Drinks are raised, taxis are paid, and BeyoncĂ©-worthy curves dominate daydreams, all while the beat pulses like a racing heartbeat.
Beneath the steamy surface, the track is a confident declaration of feminine power. The women set the rules, decide when the night escalates, and playfully revel in the tension they create. Argentine trap meets sensual R&B, turning seduction into an anthem of self-assured pleasure where both sides know exactly what they wantâthey just enjoy teasing the moment before finally diving in.
MalĂ©fica is a daring, neon-lit flirtation where Cazzu and MarĂa Becerra step into the role of a seductive villainess. Channeling the energy of the famous Disney antagonist, they boast a witch-like power that instantly bewilders their target. From the first verse they make it clear: they are in control, they know exactly what they want, and the room is about to witness the spell. The repeated promise of an âunforgettable nightâ turns the song into an anthem of unapologetic female desire.
Behind the provocative invitations and steamy wordplay lies a message of confidence and ownership. The singers reclaim the narrative, flipping traditional gender roles by deciding who wins the game, when it ends, and how far it goes. Love is optional, pleasure is guaranteed, and secrecy only adds to the thrill. In short, MalĂ©fica is a playful celebration of empowerment that invites listeners to embrace their bold side and enjoy the power of saying, âTonight, the rules are mine.â
Maldade$ is Cazzuâs playful confession of how a quiet week can explode into a wild weekend. Over a thumping reggaetĂłn beat, she rewinds to the instant a magnetic glance on the dance floor sealed her plan for the night: âvos y yoâ slipping away to a private room, doing âmaldadesâ â naughty deeds â while the bass keeps booming in the background. The chorus repeats like a hypnotic mantra, making sure you feel that endless loop of temptation and rhythm.
In the second half Cazzu owns her dual personality. From Monday to Thursday she is âtoda una dama,â but once Friday hits, the spell breaks and the reggaetĂłn legends she name-drops (Tego CalderĂłn, Don Omar, Randy, Farruko and more) soundtrack her liberation. The song is a bold, feel-good reminder that everyone deserves a moment to switch off the rules, follow the music, and indulge in a little mischief before the spell resets on Monday.
âVisto a las 00:00â feels like opening a message at exactly midnight, only to find a heartfelt voice note waiting on the other side. Cazzu steps into that quiet hour and confesses her mistakes, admitting she âfailedâ and never lived up to her loverâs hopes. Instead of hiding, she asks for a cosmic reset: âEmpecemos de ceroâ (letâs start from zero). Her words spin through modern loveâs familiar iconsâmissed calls, read-receipts, the ache of seeing âonlineâ without a replyâwhile she promises to prove her love poquito a poquito (little by little).
Behind the midnight glow of a phone screen, the song mixes guilt with fierce determination. Cazzu owns her past, pleads for forgiveness, and refuses to be remembered as the âniña malaâ who broke a heart. She argues that everyone slips up, but not everyone dares to fight this hard for a second chance. The track glitters with vulnerability, urban swagger, and that unmistakable Argentine flow, turning a simple late-night text into an emotional roller-coaster where hope still hits send.
"C14TORCE II" is Cazzuâs bittersweet late-night confession. On a frigid Argentine evening she breaks her promise to stay away, admitting that amarte tan fuerte me dolĂa yet missing him hurts even more. Over moody trap beats she paints cinematic scenes: warm liquor, cold rooms, hips sliding across the walls while his drug-blurred mind spirals. The cold outside mirrors the chill inside a love story gone wrong.
The hook circles around the haunting question ÂżQuiĂ©n va a ser si no soy yo? This is both a challenge and a plea, claiming no one will ever love him the way she does while making him face the truth - tuviste la culpa de romper tu propio corazĂłn. The track captures the push-and-pull of a toxic relationship: blame and longing, pain and desire, the urge to move on and the inability to let go. Smiling just to fool the hurt, Cazzu turns personal heartbreak into an anthem for anyone who wants âeverything, but only with you.â