Mi Cubana (remix) (feat. Khea, Cazzu y Ecko)

He likes to front with my Cuban (yeah)
He puts it on even when he sucks (skrt)
Showbiz addicted to fame (wuh-wuh-wuh)
But he lives it with me nothing more
He likes to front with my Cuban (-ana)
Mamajuana bottle stack (bottle stack, wuh)
What if we kill this desire? (we kill the desire)

That they can kill me tomorrow
that they can kill me
Baby, give it one more look
you like to count
He counts on more with me
Now all these guys want to throw me
They know I'm going to win

Because I'm the 17-year-old that the game is going to take away
Mommy, I know that you love a lot of my Rosè
He always calls me, I turned it on again'
We always give him 'in the morning and
I perco' we continue' put in the three'
Baby, I come with you
In your face I come
In that sin' I come

I am crowned
First remi' for another' la'o
I take out a stick, it's sticky
That curler pulled me
And I have never named it
Now everyone is amazed
Nene rascal has won it

Now you see the little boy playing everywhere
Money per kilo'
While your boyfriend copies my style
In music I never define myself
But on the street we behave so well that they call later
Because everyone wants to see us
They talk about you, if there is no one to talk
'We are marking countries
We live on tour, a weekend is a me, yeh-yeh-yeh

There is no Birome here, two thousand in million'
Your acapella shorty rides on the couches
The whores call us, more reproduction
Some women like Esperanza Gómez
Look at my face, we have done them
And your girlfriend calls me because
He likes to front with my Cuban (yeah)

He puts it on even when he sucks (skrt)
Showbiz addicted to fame (wuh-wuh-wuh)
But he lives it with me nothing more
He likes to front with my Cuban (-ana)
Mamajuana bottle stack (bottle stack, wuh)
What if we kill this desire? (we kill the desire)
That they can kill me tomorrow

Hey, yeh-ieh
What's that face, daddy, did I surprise you?
Didn't you expect me to do it like that?
If this is your new guy, ask for me
It's not my fault, baby, I wasn't, I wasn't
It will be my flow, or my picket or my rhymes'
Shot like a gun
Or that I'm always fresh 24/7

I'm going to kill him if any of this gets involved
I kill you, I tie you to the bed
If you want fire always call
Don't let your 'whore' make me drama
That for them there is also a flame, eh
I bet a lot that they don't beat me now, huh
Checkmate and I'll take your Cubans, eh

Tony Montana, Tony Montana moving kilo', lighting marijuana
I get puti and if he wants it that way
He sees me on the stage and wants to die
Above me he feels blessed
You want it, you want to come, heh
Botchie you know me, don't cele me', don't cele me'
I want to be a millionaire, I'm looking for my papers
It's not my fault if your boyfriend prefers me

Spitting in the face of everyone who doesn't love me (yeah)
I buy my jewel, I have my ticket, I have my own cash
Don't pay attention to what they're talking to you about
Shit on me, they're all resentful'
I don't trust those fecas
I only kill for mine'
Call me if you're cold
Your boyfriend wants me for a threesome, huh

He likes to front with my Cuban (yeah)
He puts it on even when he sucks (skrt)
Showbiz addicted to fame (wuh-wuh)
But he lives it with me nothing more
He likes to front with my Cuban (-ana)
Mamajuana bottle stack (bottle stack, wuh)
What if we kill this desire? (we kill the desire)
That they can kill me tomorrow
yeh

Mommy, let's kill her (wuh)
Ma', we kill each other' in bed (hey)
While I tie her with the Cuban (heh)
Golden and all diamonds (hey)
She fronts, fights, twerks, shakes and whoever comes she beats
She wants me to see her, the girl wants (hey)
I know that it surrounds me on the weekends (ah)
And move that 'plate', plate' (hey)

I've seen you ready, I already lit the blunt (blunt-blunt)
He got sata-sata (hey)
He smokes and gets demonized like Emily Rose (hey)
He calls me-calls (calls)
Because I light the flame (wuh)
She doesn't complain to me, and she loves to bring her friend and let her give it to both of them
He wants to chain, move his hips (his hips)

Combine watch, also bracelet (bracelet)
He licks the condom, he likes acapella
Dior bag, she models it (prr-prr)
Supreme, Luis Vuitton, looks foreign
He doesn't say no, he doesn't deny me
He doesn't ask me for love, he asks me for wallets (prr)
Shoe and for a while she wants me to love her (bitch!)

He likes to front with my Cuban (yeah)
He puts it on even when he sucks (skrt)
Showbiz addicted to fame (wuh-wuh-wuh)
But he lives it with me nothing more
He likes to front with my Cuban (-ana)
Mamajuana bottle stack (bottle stack, wuh)
How about we kill this desire (we kill the desire)
That they can kill me tomorrow