Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nenitas Bellacosas, artist - Galante
Date of issue: 07.10.2015
Song language: Spanish
Nenitas Bellacosas(original) |
Conocí unas amiguitas que dijeron |
Que les gusta los juegos de bellaqueo |
Nunca imaginé que fueran tantas |
Pero me animó levantar tan |
Se comenta que después |
De una noche de discoteca |
Algunas que fuman ya hasta huele |
(Se quedan en su casa los que quieren) |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
Sé lo que ellas dan por lo mucho que hablan |
Pero en ese sueño soy un adicto |
Sé que se pone bien pico la 512 pero |
Después de la disco le dicen la pelote |
Ella se distingue por la pantalla en la lengua |
Se mira como juega después de pal jugar con la botella |
Soy un pal y Doria son 5, terminé yo dándole a la 5 |
Entonces… |
Sube la mano todas las bellacas |
Con caras de santa |
La que las noches fuego se escapan |
La que fuman y no se arrebatan |
Un superdotado la casa era caña |
Sube la mano todas las bellacas |
Con caras de santa |
La que las noches fuego se escapan |
La que fuman y no se arrebatan |
Un superdotado la casa era caña |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
No sé qué cosa tienen que me pone maquiavélico |
Algo energético, le meto y no me quito |
Yo sé que después que beben no le dan la velse |
Yo le voy a dar algo pal puri ándele |
Ella escucha de mi y mueve la nalgota |
Si le tiran a cualquiera que le paguen la nota |
Pero si quiere mi juguete con mi casota |
Elige y se ponen misteriosas |
Cuando veo a mi flaqui se ponen bien cariñosas |
Se tocan y se rozan y a veces se besan hasta en la boca |
Se tocan se tocan y más se alocan |
Me invitan y yo las dejo hasta locas |
Ahora ellas me buscan y le caigo |
Cuando termina de aquello |
Salen con las ganas de bellaqueo |
Y yo soy el que les cumple sus deseos |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
Le dicen el combo de las nenitas bellacosas |
Pero poderosas |
Me dice que en la cama se menea como diosa |
Que tiene una cosa ¡Que cosa! |
(translation) |
I met some friends who said |
Who like bellaqueo games |
I never imagined there would be so many |
But she encouraged me to get up so |
It is said that after |
From a disco night |
Some who smoke already even smell |
(Those who want to stay at home) |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That she has something. What a thing! |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That has a thing What a thing! |
I know what they give for how much they talk |
But in that dream I'm an addict |
I know that the 512 gets good peak but |
After the disco they say the ball |
She is distinguished by the screen on the tongue |
She looks as she play after pal play with the bottle |
I am a pal and Doria is 5, I ended up hitting the 5 |
Then… |
Raise your hand all the bellacas |
with santa faces |
The one that the fire nights escape |
The one that they smoke and do not snatch |
A gifted the house was cane |
Raise your hand all the bellacas |
with santa faces |
The one that the fire nights escape |
The one that they smoke and do not snatch |
A gifted the house was cane |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That she has something. What a thing! |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That has a thing What a thing! |
I don't know what they have that makes me Machiavellian |
Something energetic, I put it in and I don't take it off |
I know that after they drink they don't give them the velse |
I am going to give you something pal puri come on |
She listens to me and moves her nalgota |
If they shoot anyone, they pay the note |
But if she wants my toy with my house |
She chooses and they get mysterious |
When I see my skinny they get very affectionate |
They touch and brush and sometimes even kiss on the mouth |
They touch each other and they go crazy |
They invite me and I drive them crazy |
Now they look for me and I fall for them |
When she's done with that |
They leave with the desire to bellaqueo |
And I am the one who fulfills their wishes |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That she has something. What a thing! |
They call it the combo of the beautiful little girls |
but powerful |
She tells me that in bed she wiggles like a goddess |
That she has something. What a thing! |