LAS TERRORES (MINIFALDA) Lyrics (English Translation) – Metrika, Kristina, D.Basto

Read the full LAS TERRORES (MINIFALDA) (English Translation) lyrics by Metrika, Kristina and D.Basto from the album LA ORDEN along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: La Zowi]
These are the terrors, daddy
And I birthed them, one by one
La Zowi, b!tch
Prrahh

[Verse 1: Metrika]
I’m not fronting, honey—nothing here’s too tight for me
B!tch, I’m anemic and lean (Lean)
I outshine you without even taking off my jacket (Jacket)
If you’re looking to devour, I’ll put you on a diet
Doll, doll, doll
Oh, doll, doll

[Chorus: Kristina & Metrika]
In a miniskirt
I go out to kill; when I bend over, my thong shows in the front
In shorts or topless, I get whatever I want—with an innocent, saintly face
At the party, topless, in a mini—a miniskirt
At the party, topless, in a mini—a miniskirt

[Verse 2: Kristina]
High heels like a firearm—I’ll blow you away with them
I’m just as fierce in person as I am in photos
A b!tch like you runs off like she’s in a pet store
In a mini—no bikini for me (Uh-oh, oh)
Big ass, but wearing skinny jeans
In a mini—I bend over and I’m wearing nothing underneath
Because I’m a bad influence—the real deal
My place is full of b!tches, and they’re all bad news
They’re wearing my boxers, and I don’t even know their names
My place is full of b!tches, and they’re all bad news
They’re wearing my boxers, and I don’t even know their names

[Chorus: Metrika & Kristina]
In a miniskirt
I go out to kill; when I bend over, my thong shows in the front

In shorts or topless, I get whatever I want—with an innocent, saintly face saint
At the party, topless, wearing a mini—a miniskirt (Oh, oh, oh)
At the party, topless, wearing a mini—a miniskirt

[Verse 3: Metrika]
I’ve got a jacuzzi in the psych ward
Hair extensions and my pu*sy soaking—I’m a spoiled brat
Tonight, I’m gonna bite some b!tch from the nursing staff
They’ve hidden my laxatives and doubled my sertraline
Problematic diva
Spoiled and exhausting
My miniskirt will ruin your life
Like it or not, I’m coming for you—and whoever’s next
Yeah, my miniskirt will ruin your life
B!tches on Ozempic, while I’m out here eating cotton
Clearly, they can’t handle the pressure
I left some jizz-stained panties in your mailbox
Just so you know I’m not sitting around waiting for you
The bad b!tch who runs the show
Short skirt and high heels
No room for insecure guys here
My girls will suffocate you with their asses when they start jumping

[Chorus: Metrika, Kristina, Metrika & Kristina]
I’m out for blood when I drop that ass
And my thong shows right in the front
In a short skirt and topless, I get everything I want
With the face of a saint
At the party, topless, wearing a mini—a miniskirt (Ah, ah, ah)
At the party, topless, wearing a mini—a miniskirt