NAQUETO Lyrics (English Translation) – Yng Lvcas

Now it’s my turn, and it’s for Cinderella
Greetings to your job, Ilanes
Damn quinceañera
You’re not from the neighborhood
And you don’t represent us either
With that s*itty accent
I’d better keep my wallet

And greetings to your record label
Damn bunch of lowlifes
You’ve got nothing to show for it
And even less music

They robbed you at your house
And your parents were like dogs
They had them tied up
And you were hiding in fear

That the most expensive jackal
That’s just what you say
I heard a rumor
That it comes from Timbo
You, your clothes, and your jewelry
Are just like you
All tacky, all cheap
Cheap as Tafi

And a trophy for Jiménez
For getting pregnant
Although something smells fishy here
And it’s that you’re never around
You show on social media
That it’s just her and no one else
But I know other things
Ask **]

Yeri burned you for Unfaithful
And spineless

What you have in faithfulness
I have in treachery
Global numbers, I did it first
I understand your frustration
Of not being like your idol

And it’s that you’re frivolous
A fu*king ridiculous
Five against one
And they kissed my balls
You look like a mutilated thing
There are many witnesses
That you put Randal there
So you wouldn’t have to pay him his money
What an ass

There you have everyone sucking up to you
And stretching it out
You let them get tired
And I’ll see you wherever you tell me
I’d tell you up here
But I don’t think you can get
To where I’ve gotten
So look at me from below

With much affection
And much love I made you these verses
And that’s not all
It’s only 5%
Without m*mmy, without m*mmy
You look really stupid
Fu*king pair of losers
For all I care, they can all go to hell

Without m*mmy, the wh*re Gama
Speak properly
You fu*king pair of lowlife, lousy a$\

Fu*k your mother
From your boss
See you soon
Kisses from Yng
And hate is born
From some kind of admiration
Keep sucking
Because there won’t be another like me

Fu*k your mother
From your boss
See you soon
Kisses from Yng
And hate is born
From some kind of admiration
Keep sucking
Because there won’t be another like me

Congratulations, dude, on that song
Congratulations to Chifu for his work
And to TikTok
And something doesn’t add up
You’re a fake, you ungrateful, fu*king show-off

Who doesn’t remember anymore, son
He’s already forgotten
That I invited you to the studio
And I even invited you to my show
I invited you to my album
And Dad gave it to you
So that the premiere would arrive
And the thanks He never gave me

But what do we expect?
From someone who’s all Ñero
Who grew up without parents
Without values, without a notebook
Don’t spit upwards
Because everything falls to the ground
I don’t wish you ill
But neither do I wish you anything good

You are and will be forever and ever
The only good thing you’ve done
Was making reggaeton, Ñerito
You sound generic
Generic and without rhythm
You need to work your legs more, dude
Because those look like toothpicks

You were always nothing
A joke without fun
Something was missing
I added the flavor
I remembered a joke
And we’ll tell it to you today
This is for your memory
And these are the nails of the

Fu*k your mother
From your boss
See you soon
Kisses from Yng
And it’s that hate is born
From some admiration
Keep sucking
Because there won’t be two like me

Fu*k your mother
From your boss
See you soon
Kisses Yng commands
And hate is born
From some kind of admiration
Keep sucking
Because there won’t be two like me

And there won’t be two or three
A little kiss for you
All your bunch of backstabbers
Christmas came early for you
And daddy arrived