Maquina De Dinero Lyrics in English by El Alfa, French Montana, Braulio Fogon, Kaly Ocho

Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Maquina De Dinero by El Alfa from Spanish to English.
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Yao, those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Make them shake, let the whole world feel it
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Make it shake, let the whole world feel it
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
You're a crazy-crazy-crazy girl, a gossip
Fanta soda, weed, lean and Sprite
I like them big, whatever my size
With a flat screen up front, full size
Take two puffs, the grass is Bonsai
Check our eyes, we've got them squinting like Shanghai
Son of your damn mother, the shooter does the job for me
The ones betting against us are seething
We're lit, the high sealed with urethane
My brain full of gems like Thanos's hand
If I grab your ass, it looks great
With you I sweep the floor like a palm-leaf broom
She tells me, 'I shell the pigeon peas'
Don't get rough, that's my job
She tells me, 'I shell the pigeon peas'
Don't get rough, that's my job
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Bussin' out the money, I done came in with a duff
Shawty, bring a friend, I don't do one out of the cup
Shawty, pop a perc body on the lurk
Rican or Dominican, she bustin' out the skirt
Take her to the room, shawty rippin' on my shirt
We be flyin' to the moon, been the highest in the room
And the Lamb go 'Zoom' and the Glock go 'Boom'
Even though we fly away, shawty gotta stay tuned
Round, round dyke just beatin' dike
Walkin' out the court, know you beat it up like Tys
A loving mami with a big ass
They call me 'Montana, handsome daddy'
Mama, mama, mama
We ain't make it to the crib
We just f*cked on the yacht
Mama, mama, mama, mama
I said 'Mami, give me a head'
Montana from the block
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, he got her
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, he got her
One question, how much are those cheeks worth?
Today you're not getting away
Move it, she-devil, my pockets are stuffed
I'm always high, don't get mad, you go all in
You light it up anywhere, you send me up like a rocket
Don't play me, and let me wrap you up
You'll get off the bed with your legs shaking
A pinkish little thing, a little t*t with swagger
That has suckers and thugs throwing cash
Make it shake, you're crazy and I'm crazy
Few girls move it with that flavor
Oh, call the firefighters
As soon as I hit it with the wood
I'll blow her mind
And I don't back down, I'm way too much of a tiger
It's not just street hustle, I brought it so you'd dance
The go-go dancers throwing fire like they're Tom Riddle
And let them pile in, I don't care, I've got the street's respect
Yao, those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Make them shake, let the whole world feel it
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Make it shake, let the whole world feel it
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
Working, working, working, working
The strip clubs are full of wh*res, yeah
And I've got the d*ck hard
In each hand I've got a stack, to spend it like crazy, wow
I'm not signed, and my neck is iced out
Piles of VVS, a juicy life, I'm laughing
I'm in a Tahoe with three rows full of hotties
They're fine with big asses, they look like real hustlers
I'm smoking a leaf that has me all the way in Bonao
A Gorilla, and I rolled up with El Jefe, full of percs
Some cash to spend
I like big-booty and Black girls, Amara flow
Flashy girls who drink expensive drinks
There's no rival when I write
I put her on the dance floor, a supernatural gift
Out of passion I've got it all
Lots want to match me, my bars leave them behind
I make rotting bodies roll around
I lay out a white that isn't flour and looks like an ace
Pockets stuffed with cash, I became a classy man
From coast to coast, the parties sold out
In a tower Downtown I'm gonna leave her lips raw
(Oh, from coast to coast, the parties sold out
In a tower Downtown I'm gonna leave her lips raw)
Yao, those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Ma-ma-ma-make them shake, let the whole world feel it
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Those two cheeks are money machines
Ma-ma-ma-make it shake, let the whole world feel it
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guandules — pigeon peas

Guandules are pigeon peas, a small nutritious legume especially common in Caribbean cooking. In the song, the line “Lo’ guandule’ los degrano” uses the Dominican pronunciation and means “I shell the pigeon peas,” making this a memorable cultural food word that English-speaking learners may not encounter in everyday Spanish.

El Alfa is the loudest voice in Dominican dembow, and "Máquina de Dinero" [Money Machine] is a party song with one obsession. The hook "Esas dos chapa' son máquina' de dinero" [Those two cheeks are money machines] is about a dancer's backside, and "Ponla a temblá'" [Make it shake] tells her what to do with it. French Montana drops in with an English verse about flying high and partying on a yacht, so the song switches languages halfway through.

The Spanish parts are packed with Dominican slang, and the spelling shows how it is spoken, with letters dropped at the end: "temblá'" is "temblar", "lleno'" is "llenos".

  • chapa: Dominican slang for a butt cheek.
  • tepe: full or stuffed, as in "tengo los bolsillo' tepe" [my pockets are stuffed].
  • faldo: a wad of cash, one in each hand.
  • cuero: in this slang, an attractive woman.
  • bacano: cool, great, as in "se ve bacano" [it looks great].
  • pariguayo: a Dominican word for a loser or a square.

It is explicit from start to finish, with sexual lines, drugs and strip clubs. Treat it as a crash course in Dominican street talk rather than something to sing in class.

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