Fuga Lyrics (English Translation) – Jay Wheeler

Read the full Fuga (English Translation) lyrics by Jay Wheeler from the album La Voz Favorita along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Part I]

[Intro]
Hehe
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah

[Verse]
I’ve been watching you for a while, now you got me standing up
The baddest one in the club, got everybody worked up
Mami, you’ve got something that I really like a lot

There’s room in my bedroom to leave it there for you to keep
Ma, you’re so slick, -lick, tra-tra-slick
Rather die first than ever step out plain
With you, mami, I’ve got a couple fantasies
And I already imagined you using my face as a chair (Je)
Baby, you and I are nothing, but you always say yes
My d!ck’s got you addicted ’cause it takes you to ecstasy
Hennessy shots don’t do anything for you anymore
You know you’re out of this world, crash that ass right here

[Chorus]
They put on perreo and she gets activated
She loves the streets, she’s a bandit
I wanna be down below and you up top
And after you come, mami, I’ll give you whatever you ask for
She gets activated
She loves the streets, she’s a bandit
I wanna be down below and you up top
And after you come, mami, I’ll give you whatever you ask for, je

[Part II]

[Intro: Gallo The Producer]
They say:
“Damn, you talk dirty as hell”

Fu*k it
Don’t watch what I do

[Verse]
She got her nails, hair, and lashes done
And she sends me a picture every time she showers
I send her one back ’cause I know she misses me
With that little face, she can’t fool me
She grinds all by herself
A total freak, but she’s quiet about it
She gets kissy when she’s drinking margaritas
If all you want is d!ck, then ask with those pretty lips
Ma, ma, you’re crazy
They caught you riding on the hood of the car
Your mom gave you the keys and you wrecked the Toyota
Don’t say it was with me, don’t be a snitch

[Chorus]
I’ll give you a smack on the ass
You like it, right? (Ay, daddy)
Come here, girl, come over here
You’ve been acting bad, I’m gonna handle you
And give you a smack on the ass
You like it, right? (Da-Da-Dale)
Tonight I think there’s gonna be a funeral
Tite died, they’re gonna bury him in you

[Interlude]
How do I explain it to the heart?

[Verse 2]
Look, bro, don’t be an a$$hole
You like getting freaky
And you know I’d dare to do it
They told me you’ve got a man
But you’re looking for some d!ck, d!ck
You like getting freaky
And you know I’d dare to do it
They told me you’ve got a man
But you’re looking for some d!ck, d!ck

[Outro: Jay Wheeler & Gallo The Producer]
Je, hey
Don’t criticize, damn it
Mind your own business and live your damn life, not everybody else’s