Ella Es Mi Bitch (feat. Pekeño 77, Mesita, 44 Kid & Franux BB)

Ey, yeah
Check, yeah
Ey, ey
She is my bitch and she doesn't know how to make it so she's not here
She's my love
Yeah

She is my bitch, don't even get close to her
She is my bitch, she doesn't play with death
She is my bitch, she will carry bad luck
She is my bitch, s-she is my bitch, ah
She is my bitch

She put on makeup in front of my chain
Because she thought the diamonds were mirrors
I feel like Rookie of the Year, they call me LaMelo
But I'm old school like Carmelo
I smoke gelato with my bitchie, with my fratello (uh-uh)
For her I kill and die, for her I kill and die (tu-tu-tu-tu; Duko)
I feel like Campazzo, I make passes and dribble (I feel like Campazzo)
She fights for me with the whole ghetto (the ghetto, the ghetto, uh)
She's my bitch, uh, she doesn't put but-but (bitch)
She's my bitch, uh, she is my bitch (she is my bitch)

With El Garoto and a couple of black guys
Mami, we always carry the iron
You already know, we go straight to the point
We always walk straight
I stood up for her in the street
And in the street she left her breasts
She knows how I am, we go to the point, without resentment
She's my bitch, not just anyone (she's my bitch, not just anyone)
She always walks on the sidewalk, wow
With the guys we always watch her on the sidewalk
Mami, a shootout started
I can do it once or twice
I can do it whenever I want, my love
You already know that it's me, you already know that it's me (woh, woh)

I feel like I love her when she's sucking
She says she's mine when I'm giving it to her (wuh, uh)
She's my bitchie, the one in charge
She likes it hard, not soft (oh)
And she's the one I trust, that's if I saw her
But nothing more with you, something more than punishment
I'm the eagle, but she's the nest
No matter how cold it is, she has me surrendered
I-I'm her dream, she's my bitch (bitch)
She likes that I'm a Latin king (king)
The baby doesn't care about thousands of bills (thousands)
She can handle the pain if I make her come
She's not into material things, no, zero necklace
No, my tattoos or way of speaking
What she wants is for me to make her fly
Even the bed will get wet—

She is my bitch, s-she is my bitch
She is my bitch, don't even get close to her
She is my bitch, she doesn't play with death
She is my bitch, she will carry bad luck
She is my bitch, she is my bitch

I don't want more
If I have that girl I just smoke OG Kush, Go-Gorilla Glue (Glue, Glue)
All your crew looks at her, but anyone who touches her, I say boo
The only one who takes her to the moon
She lives in the city but came from the hood
She doesn't want a husband
Just a couple of witnesses to call her bi-bitch until the coffin
And I don't know what she got, as if she were over twenty
But if we're good, counting a hundred
They say they shot at me but I ask, who?
Double Four until six to pass the time
Another night I escaped from the cops
When they see my bitch taking off her heels
These bunch of fools stay like ducks

She's my bitch
I'm with the topenes shooting bullets by the hundreds, luxurious like a rich (Mesa Trap)
They go pim-pum-pam, they get on, they blow your bones for snitch
I'm a lover of your leather and the husband of your bitch
I don't stop with Pharisees, leeches are leeches
Making money in the air, on the coast of Buenos Aires
We're shelling the dance without sucking any bitch
Moo-Moolah in the wallet, the fox like a beast
The guys outside, joseadera, fridge
Moving the Panamera driving a Panamera
Today I light up a Cuban with a Guantanamera
With the devils on the planes in my cloud of smoke
I give waist to this whore, we crown as one
I hope she doesn't get upset because I vaccinate her
I give fire to the cannon, I send her to Neptune

She is my bitch, don't even get close to her
-her, -her-her, -her, -her-her, -her
Not even, not even get close to her—
-her, -her-her, -her, -her-her
She is my bitch, don't even get close to her