Bandida

How good you look in that bandit disguise
The one who pretends not to care what they say
The one who, if she has problems, finds the way out alone
Only God knows about all your wounds (eh!)

I also walked in the neighborhood, started on the corner
I have more stage than experience in the kitchen
I have many reasons to hate cocaine
Many hits. Many wounds, always street, always fine

Elegant my heart forward
And a couple of fools believing I'm a beginner
I do not care baby
I move forward
And even though I smile when you talk to me, I know, you're a fraud
You're just a boy playing at being a man
Thinking that his territory is where he writes his name
That the amount of drugs you tried makes you wise
That it's a great journey from the street to the stage
That you've seen it all because you walked, but I'll tell you something
If you don't know it, you weren't the first
To be real, you must first be honest
And even though gold shines more, what resists is steel

I also had to dodge a couple of bullets
And right now a couple saying
And what the hell is this bitch talking about?
If I'm not a bitch it's because I never had the courage
I'm less afraid of a shot than of love

And even though when I sing a couple lose their pants
I just read them lying on my armchair saying
Mami oh my God (ouh) mami mami oh my God (hey)
The vultures always circle the wounded animals
That's why I always stand tall even if I'm freezing to death
And even though they've lied to me in the name of God
I want to tell you that I still trust you

So you understand, I'll tell you slowly
Words without actions baby are carried away by the wind
Pay close attention nigga, I don't lie to you
To the one who talks too much, a punishment is coming x2