Lyrics of La Cartera - Rafa Pabón, De La Ghetto, Dalex

La Cartera (original)

A ella le gusta janguear, to' los fine' perrear, e' adicta a la noche
Pa' poderle llegar le tiene' que gastar, papi, hay que tener
Bien llena la cartera (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' lo que ella quiera
No le tiren, que no tiene manera (Uh-uh)
Todo' la quieren tener, pero me la como entera (Uh)
Me la como entera (Uh)
Le gustan hombre' que tengan ticket
Le gusta la calle y lo que traigo en el zipper
Bailarina exótica, no me le diga' stripper
Le abro la' pierna' como portón con el bipper
Viste de diseñador, Fendi, Prada, Christian Dior
Gucci, si no tiene' plata no te da la pussy
Blanca como coca y la tiene como tussi
Solo vaina' exclusive, asesina como UZI
Exotic la ropa y lo que ella fuma
Se amanece, almuerza y no desayuna
Le gusta el bandidaje, también el maleanteo
'Tá siempre en ofensiva y ustede' en peseo
Bien llena la cartera (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' lo que ella quiera
No le tiren, que no tiene manera (Uh-uh)
Todo' la quieren tener, pero me la como entera (Uh)
Me la como entera (Uh)
Lo que quiera' te lo compro, pero si te rompo
Mami, 'toy pa' ti, aunque a vece' no te respondo
Contigo me dejo ver, te lo juro que no me escondo
Le gusta hacer el amor con mi música de fondo
Vamo' para el mall a escoger lo que tú quiera'
La' cartera' que te gusten, las marca' que prefiera'
Si sale pa' la calle, toda' cogen la acera
Quieren ganar sin ticket, pero no existe manera
A ella le gusta janguear, con un títere chambear
Ella e' así, nadie la va a cambiar
Corre por la suya y no se deja llevar
Si quieren ganarle, tienen que gastarle
Bien llena la cartera (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' lo que ella quiera
No le tiren, que no tiene manera (Uh-uh)
Todo' la quieren tener, pero me la como entera (Uh)
Me la como entera (Uh)

(translation)

She likes hanging out, to' the fine' perrear, she's addicted to the night
To be able to reach her, she has to spend it, daddy, you have to have
Well fill the wallet (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' what she wants
Don't shoot her, she has no way (Uh-uh)
Everyone wants to have it, but I eat it whole (Uh)
I eat it whole (Uh)
He likes man' that they have a ticket
She likes the street and what I bring in the zipper
Exotic dancer, don't call me a stripper
I open his 'leg' like a gate with the beeper
Dress designer, Fendi, Prada, Christian Dior
Gucci, if she doesn't have 'silver, she doesn't give you the pussy
White as coke and she has it like tussi
Only sheath 'exclusive, murder like UZI
Exotic clothes and what she smokes
She wakes up, has lunch and does not have breakfast
She likes banditry, also thugs
'You are always on the offensive and you' in weight
Well fill the wallet (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' what she wants
Don't shoot her, she has no way (Uh-uh)
Everyone wants to have it, but I eat it whole (Uh)
I eat it whole (Uh)
What she wants 'I'll buy it for you, but if she breaks you
Mommy, 'I play for you, although sometimes' I don't answer you
With you I let myself be seen, I swear I do not hide
He likes to make love with my music in the background
Let's go to the mall to choose what you want
The 'purse' that you like, the brand 'that you prefer'
If you go out to the street, they all take the sidewalk
They want to win without a ticket, but there is no way
She likes to janguear, with a chambear puppet
She is like this, nobody is going to change her
She runs for hers and doesn't get carried away
If they want to beat him, they have to spend him
Well fill the wallet (Uh-uh)
Gucci, Fendi, Loui', to' what she wants
Don't shoot her, she has no way (Uh-uh)
Everyone wants to have it, but I eat it whole (Uh)
I eat it whole (Uh)