Four in the morning and Andrea
Many criticize her without knowing her
Street-smart like a Civic, intelligent like a Tesla
Dreaming of someone who can understand her
And not want to change her, just love her
From IUPI to Inter, from Inter to Sagrado
Making mistakes in love until the right one arrives
She wants to stay in PR, not go to any state, but
Everything has become complicated
As if being a woman were a sin
Her inner demoness has woken
Joan of Arc, temperamental, Niurka Marcos
For the good ones, kisses and hugs
For the bad ones, a smack with the bottle, without letting go of the glass
She liked basketball, reading Tú magazine and making hair bows
But only pieces remain of that girl
She has picked up a couple of charges
For not putting up with jokes from any clown
What she's missing is a stage
Tired of waiting for tips and what her family thinks
To top it off now, the government calls her 'Murderer'
And don't ask for roses if you can't handle thorns
I don't want anyone to tell me what I have to do
They start talking and they'll see with me, they won't mess around
I rise and fall like the tide
They try to ride and stumble
I want someone who dares, who dares and understands me
A wild girl who doesn't want a wild man
She wants red wine and sushi from Yoko
Beach days, coconut ice cream
She deserves so much and receives so little
Her mom prays for a doctor, engineer
And she's with gangsters and rappers
My cousin says that she's a wh*re
And what nobody knows is that her heart needs an IV drip
She f*cks great, it's said
And even though you see her partying all week, she doesn't look happy
The bad is always known and the good is never told
Hustling for rent, crying more than necessary
There's no woman without wounds or man who doesn't lie
She doesn't want a flower, she just wants not to wither
That when she goes to buy bread, nobody honks at her
That they don't ask her what she did yesterday
And invite her to a beautiful future
That they give her respect and never take it away
That they give her respect and never
That they give her respect and never take it away
Because she's the boss, the boss lady
And though inside she’s almost almost falling apart
She gets dolled up and looks like a baddie
She gets dolled up and looks like a baddie
Life goes like Verstappen in Formula 1
And Buddy Baker in Daytona
Andrea, be yourself and everyone else can suck a d*ck
I don't want anyone to tell me what I have to do
They start talking and they'll see with me, they won't mess around
I rise and fall like the tide
They try to ride and stumble
I want someone who dares, who dares and understands me
They talk sh*t and I find it funny, funny
I follow my dreams and look for that money, there's no money
And I keep looking for that honey, that honey to dance