La Barbie

A magnificent body, cars of the year
Eyebrows tattooed and brown hair
The bag full of pure pleasure
Credit cards and a hundred-dollar bill stack
She has plenty of suitors, she's a model
Mafiosos, artists, and rancher heirs

Punctual at the weekend parties
The same friends, the same group
She doesn't live in fear, she doesn't pay attention to just anyone
Her table and VIP area enjoying the party
Not just any thug can kill her vibe
She likes the good things, classy is the lady

Single and not looking for a guy to boss her around
She's said it a thousand times, I'm not a baby
They call me Barbie for being so beautiful
Businesswoman, tough and mafia-like

She doesn't have bodyguards because she doesn't need them
She doesn't hesitate to use the gun
With that body, no one dares to mess with her
She handles the situation well when needed
Her secret weapon, her kisses and charms
The guy who crosses her, better pray to his saint

She's very cautious and bold in business
Eyes like a hawk, no one dares to approach her
It's not easy, there's a recipe for it
I'm a tough old lady, cursed and flirtatious