I'm tired of you interfering
I'm tired of you telling me to be still
To be docile, calm, discreet
Of you getting scared when we show our t*ts
You want me like this, refined and perfect
Only like this I'm respected
Pushing and pushing, hitting the diet
For the sculptural figure and silhouette
Rather, I'm on another planet
So, zip your fly, a**hole
'Cause today I didn't bring panties, I brought the shotgun
And I sway and move my a*s, like a poet
I make poetry of the granddaughters
Of all the witches you could never burn
How do you pay, cash or card?
And they won't be able to put it out
And with all this fire we're gonna give it
And they won't be able to shut us up
And while it burns I start to sway
Watch out, my shotgun will reject it
And it won't be enough, you can't pay
If you have cash and my a*s tempts you
Do you think I'm Cinderella?
You wanna try, I'll make you explode
And now we come with the rhythm that explodes
With this fire that burns my mouth
And you won't, 'cause I'm not for sale
And they won't be able to put it out
And with all this fire we're gonna give it
And they won't be able to shut us up
And while it burns I start to sway
Like Becky, without pajamas
Injecting rhythm and flavor into your mind
Let's go easy, s*ck without drama
And this is for the babes worldwide
It's for the she-devils to enjoy in bed
It's to activate the hips, baby
Miss Bolivia and Jimena, the master
And they won't be able to put it out
And with all this fire we're gonna give it
And they won't be able to shut us up
And while it burns I start to sway
And with all this fire we're gonna give it
Move, move, move it, come on