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[Intro: Jeon]
Yo
Jeon, yah

[Verso 1: J Balvin]
Vamo’, vamo’ a romper (hey)
No hay tiempo pa’ perder (hey)
De la disco pal’ motel (uh)
Más mala que Anabelle
Baila y todos le hacen coro (uh)
Te deja marca’o como el zorro
No pierdo mi tiempo, es oro
Todo me lo gasto, no ahorro (uh)

[Puente: Jeon]
Machika, machika, machika (machika)
Turbo, nitro en la máquina (machika)
Siempre pa’lante, nunca pa’ atrá’
Aquí estamo’ duro, somo’ global

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin]
Estoy muy borracho y no puedo más
Y no puedo más
Estoy muy borracho y no puedo más
Y no puedo más

[Coro: Jeon, J Balvin]
Machika, machika
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika (cara ta)
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika, machika, machika
Machika, machika, machika, machika, machika

[Verso 2: Anitta]
Caliente hasta en la nevera
En la cima sin escalera
La sensación de la favela
Salió a romper fronteras
Las mujeres como yo que no se quitan
Que de lejos se identifican
Siempre están cuando las solicitan
Machika que yo soy tu chica

[Puente: J Balvin]
Representa tu bandera
Mi música es nueva era
A mi me dan play donde sea
Machuca que estás que te quemas

[Pre-Coro: Anitta, J Balvin]
Estoy muy borracha y no puedo más, y no puedo más
Estoy muy borracho y no puedo más, y no puedo más

[Coro: Jeon, J Balvin]
Machika, machika
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika (pará ta)
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika, machika, machika
Machika, machika, machika, machika, machika

[Verso 3: Jeon]
(Jeon)
Dale lento, el golpe avisa (uh)
Mi no conoce Julissa (ah)
Vengo con la buena vibra (haan)
Con J Balvin y con Anitta
Machika, machika, machika (machika)
Turbo, nitro en la máquina (machika)
‘Tamo en vivo mami, ya tu sa
Que hubo, dale, vamo’ a machuca’

[Coro: Jeon, J Balvin]
Machika, machika (coy e coy)
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika (cara ta)
Machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika, machika, machika
Machika, machika, machika, machika, machika (batata)
Machika, machika, machika, machika
Machika, machika, machika, machika

[Outro: Jeon]
J Balvin
Jeon
Anitta
Aruba, Korsou, Bonaire
One Love

[Hook]
Bitches don’t like me!
Cause they can’t get a profit
It’s a shortage in their pocket
I should pay their way through college
Bitches don’t like me
But they scared to get it popping
Once you go there, ain’t no stopping
I get money, I got options
Bitches don’t like me
This 4, 5 bitch obnoxious huh!
We’ll get your block put up
Slide down, start dropping some

[Verse]
Bitch!
And you know it ain’t no stopping
Bitch don’t care if you don’t rock with us
You got your feelings bottled up!
Aye, these bitches they don’t like me
You know that bitch broke
Why would you make her your wifey
Said they don’t like me?
Exciting!
I’m somewhere not caring
On a plane on my way to an island
They love you in public
But be hating in private
These bitches don’t like me
They silent, they trying
A bitch try me, gon’ get violent
Fuck rhyming, fuck a song
These niggas is liars
Aye, and these hoes ain’t no better
These bitches don’t like me?
Whatever!
Hoes gon’ hate, hating hoes hate forever
You ain’t no go getter, bitch you looking so bitter
I’m looking so better, fuck some shit you don’t like!
I guess these hoes mad, that I went up on the price
You looking so sad, like it happened over night
But I know your broke ass still tryna get some stripes
Bitch! You ain’t gon’ get one up off me
Bitches don’t like me?
That’s a personal problem!
Bitch if you scared, go to church
Pray about it!
I’m out here making thousands
Bout to make my way about it

[Hook]
Bitches don’t like me!
Cause they can’t get a profit
It’s a shortage in their pocket
I should pay their way through college
Bitches don’t like me
But they scared to get it popping
Once you go there, ain’t no stopping
I get money, I got options
Bitches don’t like me
This 4, 5 bitch obnoxious huh!
We’ll get your block put up
Slide down, start dropping some

[Outro]
They love you in public
But be hating in private
They love you in public
But be hating in private
They love you in public
But be hating in private
They love you in public
But be hating in private

[Hook]
It’s up, tell me what’s the knowledge
I only send hits cuz I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag nigga
We don’t do apologies
Frank white deck
I got hitters that gone slide for me
Running through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky
My lil niggas they gone scrape for me
Caught em with the scopes
Knock a [?] to his fucking head
Pimping in the magazine
[?] holds 33

[Verse 1]
My city on the sea
Go hard for the paper
Left the life the monster kicking door for petty papers
Now it’s time to live
Something like the rich folks
Tired of all this poverty
It’s robbery, it’s no joke
My life like a movie
Talking straight belly
Bitch my lawyer Jewish
Got a stick and I’m ready
My lil partner on the food
Get him a fix he deadly
I seen him in action
He hit a corner and get messy
So fuck your white flag, pussy we don’t want peace no
I ain’t satisfied nigga till that ass 6 deep
And your partner them next
I bet that ass won’t rest
So tell your momma and your sister
Them get out the black dress

[Hook]
It’s up, tell me what’s the knowledge
I only send hits cuz I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag nigga
We don’t do apologies
Frank white deck
I got hitters that gone slide for me
Running through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky
My lil niggas they gone scrape for me
Caught em with the scopes
Knock a [?] to his fucking head
Pimping in the magazine
[?] holds 33

[Verse 2]
Heard these niggas want beef
I’m in the knowledge, niggas know i’m in the streets
He said [?], when we catch em we gone see
Real shooter, he stay silent, never speak
Ain’t taking shit back that I fucking said
These niggas know how we play it
I won’t hesitate the spread
Catch em we gone bust your head
40 glock bitch, i’m gone spread it
Squashing shit no way I don’t play that
You want smoke then nigga say that
We gone send shot where you stay at
Bitch you talk oh you ain’t with that
We gone pull up where you lay at
Nigga know that gang be that
Bust your chop like I ain’t see that
Same place that we gone creep at
Draw make a nigga get back
Up his bitch bed I don’t miss that
Swear that I gone push your shit back

[Hook]
It’s up, tell me what’s the knowledge
I only send hits cuz I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag nigga
We don’t do apologies
Frank white deck
I got hitters that gone slide for me
Running through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky
My lil niggas they gone scrape for me
Caught em with the scopes
Knock a [?] to his fucking head
Pimping in the magazine
[?] holds 33

[Verse 1: Ash]
We used to meet up at the bus stop and now me can’t stop bus
Sipping on some coffee trynna make some starbucks
Baby borrow me your bum bum when I done come
We can buss a rum punch inna London

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause Baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

[Verse 2: Vianni]
Anglais to Francais
Merci beacoup, she say she want me (want me)
The guap make her work for papi
Get your eagle on, twist and twine for papi
You gotta work for me, you naughty girl you know you gotta twerk for me
I know you like to get it on with a nigga
Off them drawers
You naughty girl, you the one for me
Bandit lover, call me poppa
When I’m around, I hit you up, my momma
Ring ring ring, make the telephone a bling
Make you sing, sing, sing
Sit down pon the ting shawty
You said you like to get it on, with Vianni, like to get it on with me
Know say that you want me, so come over here

[Pre Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause Baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

[Verse 3: Lucas]
Pulled up in something classy just to take you out to eat
Apple of my eye, but I’m staring at your peach
Shawty when you ride, looking like you want the D
Say you love my backstroke, make your body go weak
I’m that spot hitter, that guap flipper
She call your nigga big tipper
I get big figures, on my grind to be a rich nigga
I’m the shit nigga, time to put an end to a fucking bitch nigga
Shawty make that ass clap, make it round of applause
I’m naughty after hours, I’m a bullet for sure
Know that I’m peeking outdoors, when I’m inside deep in those walls, can’t handle it all, but I’mma give you some more
All begging me to stop, why you longing it for
And make that back arch when you go on the fours
Kill her with the stroke, I be hitting every beat
But she got the maddest whine, make your body go weak

[Pre Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus: Ash & Vianni]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

[Verse 1]
I got the good side of things
Left you with both of the rings
My fingers danced and swayed in the breeze
The change in the wind took you down to your knees
I got the good side of you
Send it out into the blue
The people danced to the sound of your heart
The world sang along to it falling apart

[Chorus]
But I sympathize, and I recognize
And baby, I apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things

[Verse 2]
I got the good side of life
Travelled the universe twice
So many thoughts I wanted to share
But I didn’t call because it wouldn’t be fair
Then I got the good side of new
Found arms to fall right into
I know how it looked, it wasn’t the plan
And some day I hope that you’ll understand

[Chorus]
That I sympathize, and I recognize
And baby, I apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things

[Bridge]
I’m sure we’ll meet in the spring
And catch up on everything
I’ll say I’m proud of all that you’ve done
You taught me the ropes, and you taught me to love

[Chorus]
But I sympathize, and I recognize
And baby, I apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things
Sympathize, recognize
Apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things