Lyrics of La Mano en la Pared - Juanka, Osquel, Towy

La Mano en la Pared (original)

Ella no es lo que tú imagina'
Dicen party y le sube la adrenalina
Ni bailando ella pierde lo de fina
Y no se quita hasta que apaguen las bocina'
Solita se pego
Se puso de espalda y la ropa se quitó
Sin yo darme cuenta encima de mí se trepó
Se subió la amiga y amanecí con las do-o'
(follow me now)
De espalda con la mano en la pared
Te quiero ver bailando mami
Dale que en lo oscuro no se ve
To’a la noche quemando mari
De espalda con la mano en la pared
Te quiero ver bailando mami
Dale que en lo oscuro no se ve
To’a la noche quemando mari
Quiero ver tu cuerpo rozando con mi piel (ahh)
Y el reggaeton a la vez
Si te gusta cuando me pego y te doy por detrás (ahh)
A ella le gusto por detrá'
Se ha convertio' en una farandulera
Con el pelo corto y los brazos marcao' parece una rockera
No esta pendiente a tu billetera
Vive la vida recorriendo el mundo, en un avión de pasajera
Bien apretao' eso y viendo sus encantos
Y se vuelve loca cuando al oído le canto
Cuando esta arrebata' por encima del aire flota
Y sigue invicta el record es de 5 y 0 y sin derrota
Ese culo se ve pornográfico
Vale un adelanto de un sello discográfico
Aprecio tu textura
Desde que se hizo no tiene complejo se siente segura
De espalda con la mano en la pared
Te quiero ver bailando mami
Dale que en lo oscuro no se ve
To’a la noche quemando mari
De espalda con la mano en la pared
Te quiero ver bailando mami
Dale que en lo oscuro no se ve
To’a la noche quemando mari
No existe métrica
Que le mida ese culo de atlética
Salvaje en la cama no hay quien le baje la ética
Sin corte como la blanca
Por dentro se le estanca
Y dice que lo siente en la garganta
Hoy se lo hundo y mañana ella se desquita
Se hace la pura pero termina blandita
De noche es una diabla, de día es agua bendita
La pongo en cuatro y tienes que escucharla como grita
Ella pone la malla y yo soy el que da los goles
Esta gente son falsos como sus prenda' y sus Rolex
Barra tras barra, aquí no existen los errores
La mía es loca conmigo, no le gustan los mayores
De espalda con la mano en la pared
Super Super Super Yei
Jone Quest
Nosotros somos Superiority
Dimelo Why
Matando en los controles
Oye baby
Con la mano en la pared pa' azotarte como resorte
Jejejeje
Superiority

(translation)

She is not what you imagine'
They say party and the adrenaline rises
Not even dancing does she lose what is fine
And she doesn't take off until they turn off the horns'
she stuck alone
She turned on her back and her clothes came off
Without me noticing on top of me she climbed
The friend got on and I woke up with the do-o'
(follow me now)
With your back with your hand on the wall
I want to see you dancing mommy
Dale that in the dark it is not seen
All night burning mari
With your back with your hand on the wall
I want to see you dancing mommy
Dale that in the dark it is not seen
All night burning mari
I want to see your body rubbing against my skin (ahh)
And reggaeton at the same time
If you like when I hit myself and give you from behind (ahh)
She likes me from behind
She has become a showgirl
With short hair and marked arms, she looks like a rocker
She is not aware of your wallet
She lives her life traveling the world, in a passenger plane
Well squeeze that and seeing its charms
And she goes crazy when I sing to her ear
When she's snatching 'above the air she floats
And it remains undefeated, the record is 5 and 0 and without defeat
That ass looks pornographic
Worth an advance from a record label
I appreciate your texture
Since it was done, she has no complex, she feels safe
With your back with your hand on the wall
I want to see you dancing mommy
Dale that in the dark it is not seen
All night burning mari
With your back with your hand on the wall
I want to see you dancing mommy
Dale that in the dark it is not seen
All night burning mari
there is no metric
Let him measure that athletic ass
Wild in bed there is no one who lowers his ethics
no cut like white
Inside he stagnates
And she says that she feels it in her throat
Today she sinks it and tomorrow she gets even
She plays pure but ends up soft
At night she is a devil, by day she is holy water
I put her on four and you have to hear her scream
She puts the net and I am the one who scores the goals
These people are fake like their garments' and their Rolexes
Bar after bar, there are no mistakes here
Mine is crazy with me, she doesn't like older people
With your back with your hand on the wall
super super super yei
jone quest
we are Superiority
tell me why
Killing at the controls
hey baby
With my hand on the wall to whip you like a spring
hehehehe
Superiority