Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mujeres Talentosas (feat. Lui-G 21 , Ñejo & Dálmata, J Alvarez, Chyno Nyno & Franco, artist - Nengo Flow.
Date of issue: 18.02.2013
Song language: Spanish
Mujeres Talentosas (feat. Lui-G 21 , Ñejo & Dálmata, J Alvarez, Chyno Nyno & Franco(original) |
El hombre llega hasta donde la mujer lo deje |
Pero algunas se guillan cuando visten como fleje (Eso es así) |
Y si tú les pitas o les piropeas |
Se encojonan, pero como quiera coquetean |
Yo no sabía el talento que tenía (Nah) |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh-huh) |
Quién lo diría, qué suciería, tan santita que se veía |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh) |
Ey, pana mía, usted sí que sabe (Sabe) |
Y yo pa' esa cerradura aquí tengo la llave (Wuh) |
Yo te lo entro como Juan por su casa (Wee-hoo) |
Y tú le das la bienvenida, de eso duda no cabe |
To’as las noches, tú lo sabe' |
Sin perder el ritmo, sin perder la clave |
Te lo dejo loopea’o el beat en repeat |
Que antes de que el Sol se asome |
Convertimo' en todo un éxito mi nuevo hit |
Vamo' a bacilar, dale, mami, no te enzorre' |
Bellaquear contigo por las venas me corre |
No te quite', dale, dale fuego pa' romperlo |
Déjame meterlo después de conocerno' |
Búscate a tu prima, tu amiga, tu hermana |
Que yo ando con el combo de Torresabana |
Ven, gata, quiero darte, por detrás y por delante |
Subirte a la sima y las nalgas guayarte |
Y tú encima partiendo la tarima |
Partiendo las tablas, que se suben arriba |
Dentro 'e la cabina Ñengo los domina |
Agárrate los tobillos que te vo' a inyectar morfina |
Secret weapon (Ts, ts), callaito, que es secreto |
Apaga la lu' que lo vo’a meter completo |
Me deja' contento, vuelvo y te lo meto |
Si tú me dejaras yo te lo dejara adentro |
Esto es pa' pasar el macho que yo rápido me enfacho |
Y tú que tienes cara que me va' a pegar los cacho' |
De que me va' a querer dejar cuidándote los muchachos |
Después le' doy un jamaquión y me va' a llamar los wuacho' |
Yo no quiero que cocines, quiero bacalao gaspacho |
Un polvo |
Si me quedo me embacho, na' de novio chacho |
Y nos dejamos na', es que estoy bien borracho |
Luigi, hablando claro |
Dile que estoy loco por comerle el aro |
Dale tabla pui pa' 'bajo |
Ella lo sabe, que se le marca el gajo |
Mi herma', ayer la vi janguiando en Sabana Abajo |
Yo sé que tú quieres senda clava' |
Ya yo sé por qué tú andas con la chocha apreta' |
Yo la miraba y ella más lucí'a se ponía |
Quiere bellaqueo, ella quiere figa |
No te guilles fina, rompe la rutina |
Y deja que el dembow explote la bocina |
Eso es, esto es pa' pasar el rato |
Dale, mueve ese culo pa' meterte el aparato |
Yo no sabía el talento que tenía (Nah) |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh-huh) |
Quién lo diría, qué suciería, tan santita que se veía |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh) |
Tengo una chica que le gusta beber cañita |
Se ve bonita cuando encima se vomita |
Loca, loca, loquita, los panties se los quita |
Es fresca, me enseña to' los pelos de la crica |
¿No me oyes? |
Lice-Licenciada |
Quiero hacer chaca-chaca to' el día en la playa |
Ultra siete cuando la ultrajas |
Chynito te da deo' en la bañera y te clava en la sala |
A tu hermana que se una, que no sea charra |
Que el guau-guau no muerde, solo te escupe la cara |
Las viejitas que se quiten las enaguas |
Que esto es al garete a lo fuckin' nadie amarra |
¿Qué hay, mi pana? |
Dile a Eva que no hay palo, pero el saco es de manzana |
Y que si quiere sarana aquí hay lana y no va a faltar la marihuana |
También le traje rola por si trae a la hermana |
Y se ve beautiful |
Tiene un traje transparente, blanco y un G-String azul |
Loca por montarse a aplaudir, hasta en el baúl |
Me vio flaco y dijo que hasta le parezco cool, jeh |
Y yo con par de pikis tengo envuelta la mente |
Se las mandé toi’tas por mi pana el Caminante |
Ella le gusta el Sushi, pero de carne caliente |
Y lo siente, está bien bellaca la demente |
Yo no sabía el talento que tenía (Nah) |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh-huh) |
Quién lo diría, qué suciería, tan santita que se veía |
Ella el micrófono agarró |
Improvisa’o cantó, flota’o sopló |
Y hasta la melodía se tragó (Wuh) |
(translation) |
The man goes as far as the woman leaves him |
But some are guillan when they dress like a strap (That's how it is) |
And if you whistle at them or compliment them |
They get pissed off, but they flirt anyway |
I didn't know how talented I was (Nah) |
She grabbed the mic |
She improvised or she sang, floated or blew |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh-huh) |
Who would have thought, what would she dirty, so holy that she looked |
She grabbed the mic |
Improvise or sing, float or blow |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh) |
Hey, my friend, you do know (You know) |
And I have the key here for that lock (Wuh) |
I'll give it to you like Juan at his house (Wee-hoo) |
And you welcome him, there is no doubt about that |
Every night, you know it' |
Without losing the rhythm, without losing the key |
I'll leave it to you to loop the beat on repeat |
That before the sun rises |
We turned my new hit into a success |
We're going to bacilar, come on, mommy, don't get enzorre' |
Bellaquear with you through the veins runs me |
Don't take away', give it, give it fire to' break it |
Let me put it in after getting to know each other' |
Find your cousin, your friend, your sister |
That I'm with the Torresabana combo |
Come, cat, I want to give you, from behind and in front |
Get on the abyss and your buttocks will be cool |
And you on top breaking the stage |
Splitting the boards, which are climbed above |
Inside 'and the cabin Ñengo dominates them |
Hold on to your ankles I'm going to inject you with morphine |
Secret weapon (Ts, ts), shut up, it's secret |
Turn off the lu' that I'm going to put it in full |
It leaves me happy, I'll come back and put it to you |
If you let me I would let you inside |
This is to pass the macho that I quickly get angry |
And you who have a face that is going to hit me |
Why are you going to want to leave the boys taking care of you? |
Then I'll give him a jamaquión and he'll call me the wuacho' |
I don't want you to cook, I want gaspacho cod |
a powder |
If I stay I get drunk, na 'boyfriend boy |
And we leave na', it's that I'm very drunk |
Luigi, speaking clearly |
Tell him I'm crazy for eating his ring |
Give him a table pui pa' 'low |
She knows it, that she marks the segment |
My sister, yesterday I saw her hanging out in Sabana Abajo |
I know that you want a nail path |
I already know why you walk with the tight pussy |
I looked at her and she wore more luci'a |
She wants bellaqueo, she wants figa |
Do not guilles fine, break the routine |
And let the dembow blow the horn |
That's it, this is to pass the time |
Dale, move that ass to put the device |
I didn't know how talented I was (Nah) |
She grabbed the mic |
She improvised or sang, floated or blew |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh-huh) |
Who would have thought, what would she dirty, so holy that she looked |
She grabbed the mic |
Improvise or sing, float or blow |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh) |
I have a girl who likes to drink a straw |
She looks pretty when she throws up on top |
Crazy, crazy, crazy, she takes off her panties |
She is fresh, she teaches me to 'the hairs of the crica |
You do not hear me? |
Licensed-Licensed |
I want to do chaca-chaca all day on the beach |
Ultra seven when you outrage her |
Chynito gives you deo' in the bathtub and nails you in the living room |
To your sister who joins, who is not charra |
That the woof-woof does not bite, it only spits on your face |
The old ladies who take off their petticoats |
That this is the fuckin' hell no one ties |
What's up, my corduroy? |
Tell Eva that there is no stick, but the sack is made of apple |
And that if she wants sarana here there is wool and marijuana will not be missing |
She also brought her rola in case she brings her sister |
and she looks beautiful |
She has a transparent, white bodysuit and a blue G-String |
Crazy for getting up to applaud, even in the trunk |
She saw me skinny and said that she even thought I was cool, heh |
And I have my mind wrapped up with a couple of pikis |
I sent them all for my corduroy the Walker |
She likes sushi, but with hot meat |
And she feels it, she is fine, the insane bitch |
I did not know the talent that she had (Nah) |
She grabbed the mic |
Improvise or sing, float or blow |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh-huh) |
Who would have thought, how dirty, so holy that she looked |
She grabbed the mic |
Improvise or sing, float or blow |
And even the melody was swallowed (Wuh) |