Mala
King Kalibre Lyrics


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Ella escuchó el tema y tiro por dm

Me dijo papi yo te quiero ver

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala


Yo sé que cuando le de, ella va empaza' a joder

Más que su amiga le dijeron que muevo el papel

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala


Blanquita con el pelo negro como a mi me guta

El brazo lleno de tatuaje tiene un flow de puta

No le coje dinero a nadie porque ella se buca

Ta' bien de cara, culo y teta y no usa peluca



Y no le hable de honda civic

Le gusta la mercede y la cartera Luivi

Fendi son los lentes, Gucci los tacos, no le gustan guare los prefiere capo



Y por eso conmigo se escapa

Dice que yo soy el que la mata

Su perfume channel me arrebata

Cuando ta' conmigo ella se desacata



Seguimo gatando

Porque el dinero sigue bajando

En la cama la tengo contando

y sé esta preguntando que a que le estoy dando



Ella escuchó el tema y tiro por dm

Me dijo papi yo te quiero ver

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala



Yo sé que cuando le de, ella va empaza' a joder

Más que su amiga le dijeron que muevo el papel

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala



Yo se que te gusta ma' que yo te castigue

Me mandate ese dm pero no me sigue

La pasamo bien vacano pero a lo callao

Cero compromiso cada uno por su lao



La 12:00AM y me tira al cell

Anoche durmió conmigo y hoy me quiere ver

No se cansa de este negro

Me la pide en la boca sabe que yo soy su perro



Y por eso conmigo se escapa

Dice que yo soy el que la mata

Su perfume channel me arrebata

Cuando ta' conmigo ella se desacata



Seguimo gatando

Porque el dinero sigue bajando

En la cama la tengo contando

y sé esta preguntando que a que le estoy dando



Ella escuchó el tema y tiro por dm

Me dijo papi yo te quiero ver

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala



Yo sé que cuando le de, ella va empaza' a joder

Más que su amiga le dijeron que muevo el papel

Diablo que mala, diablo que mala



King Kalibre

JS Produciendo El Productor de lo Rico

Oiste mami

Aaah

Mala, así es que me gustan a mi

Klkk, mmm?

Klk? Yaah!

We F*cking Rich, We F*cking Rich baby

You Know, dame amor

Te guta el coro con lo tigre e?





Yoooh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of King Kalibre's Mala describe a woman who is in love with the singer and wants to be with him even though she knows he is bad for her. She heard the song and reached out to him, saying that she wants to see him. The singer knows that when they get together, she will start causing trouble and will be worse than her friend, who warned her about him. He describes the woman as a blonde with black hair, with a lot of tattoos on her arm, and a provocative style. She does not take money from anyone but earns her own, and she has a pretty face, a great body, and does not wear a wig. The woman loves luxury items, such as Mercedes cars, Fendi glasses, and Gucci shoes.


The singer explains that they have fun together, but she does not follow him on social media, and they do not have any commitments. They spend time together without any pressure and maintain their own individual lives. The woman cannot get enough of the singer and calls him at midnight to see him again. She knows that he is her "perro" or dog and will always be there for her.


The song portrays a toxic relationship between two individuals who cannot stay away from each other even though they know the consequences. It can be interpreted as a warning to listeners about getting involved with a bad influence and to avoid toxic relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

Ella escuchó el tema y tiro por dm
She heard the song and sent a direct message


Me dijo papi yo te quiero ver
She said she wants to see me


Diablo que mala, diablo que mala
Damn, she's bad


Yo sé que cuando le de, ella va empaza' a joder
I know when I give it to her, she's gonna start messing around


Más que su amiga le dijeron que muevo el papel
Her friend told her that I control the money


Blanquita con el pelo negro como a mi me guta
White girl with black hair, just how I like it


El brazo lleno de tatuaje tiene un flow de puta
Her arm is covered in tattoos, she's got a hooker vibe


No le coje dinero a nadie porque ella se buca
She doesn't take money from anyone because she earns her own


Ta' bien de cara, culo y teta y no usa peluca
She's got a good face, butt, and tits and doesn't wear a wig


Y no le hable de honda civic
Don't even mention a Honda Civic to her


Le gusta la mercede y la cartera Luivi
She likes Mercedes and Louis Vuitton bags


Fendi son los lentes, Gucci los tacos, no le gustan guare los prefiere capo
She wears Fendi glasses and Gucci heels, she doesn't like the cheap ones, she prefers the expensive ones


Y por eso conmigo se escapa
And that's why she runs away with me


Dice que yo soy el que la mata
She says that I'm the one who kills her (in a good way)


Su perfume channel me arrebata
Her Chanel perfume drives me crazy


Cuando ta' conmigo ella se desacata
When she's with me, she misbehaves


Seguimo gatando
We keep spending money


Porque el dinero sigue bajando
Because the money keeps going down


En la cama la tengo contando
In bed, I have her counting


y sé esta preguntando que a que le estoy dando
And she's wondering what I'm giving her


Yo se que te gusta ma' que yo te castigue
I know you like it when I punish you


Me mandate ese dm pero no me sigue
You sent me that dm, but you don't follow me


La pasamo bien vacano pero a lo callao
We have a good time, but keep it on the down low


Cero compromiso cada uno por su lao
Zero commitment, everyone does their own thing


La 12:00AM y me tira al cell
12:00AM and she's hitting up my phone


Anoche durmió conmigo y hoy me quiere ver
She slept with me last night and wants to see me today


No se cansa de este negro
She doesn't get tired of this black man


Me la pide en la boca sabe que yo soy su perro
She asks me to put it in her mouth, she knows I'm her dog


King Kalibre
King Kalibre


JS Produciendo El Productor de lo Rico
JS Producing the producer of the rich


Oiste mami
Listen mommy


Aaah
Aah


Mala, así es que me gustan a mi
Bad, that's the way I like them


Klkk, mmm?
Klkk, mmm?


Klk? Yaah!
Klk? Yaah!


We F*cking Rich, We F*cking Rich baby
We're f*cking rich, we're f*cking rich, baby


You Know, dame amor
You know, give me love


Te guta el coro con lo tigre e?
Do you like the chorus with the tigers?


Yoooh
Yoooh




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Alejandro Guevara Espinal

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