Mala
King Kalibre Lyrics
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Me dijo papi yo te quiero ver
Diablo que mala, diablo que mala
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
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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