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Castigo Lyrics In English (Translation) - Feid

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Castigo Lyrics In English (Translation) - Feid


It’s already getting morning

We are not going to stay with the desire

The disco is now closed

Today I want to say bad things to you


How pretty you are today, baby

How nice the tan you have

Everything looks good on you


I don’t know what’s wrong with me

That whenever I dance with you

I say things in your ear

I talk bad to you, I want to punish you

Even though we’re just friends

I don’t know what’s wrong with you

That I talk bad to you and give you aggressive

I’m gonna punish you today, yeah


We just got here, you just want to fart

These hundred bales I want to spend them on you

Pa’ drink the brandy, the champagne pa’ water

I saw her moving that ass and quickie I told her


“Hello, baby, what else?”

Of that farm you will not remember

The turn is that I can’t take it anymore

And I want to repeat what you give me


You damaged my mind

Of that beauty I’m still hot

You caught the light a voltage of two twenty

And the one you were already with didn’t stand the current


It’s already getting morning

We are not going to stay with the desire

The disco is now closed

Today I want to say bad things to you


How pretty you are today, baby

How nice the tan you have

Everything looks good on you


I don’t know what’s wrong with me

That whenever I dance with you

I say things in your ear

I talk bad to you, I want to punish you

Even though we’re just friends

I don’t know what’s wrong with you

That I talk bad to you and give you aggressive

I’m gonna punish you today, yeah


(And I vo’ to ask a question here

Where are those single women?)


I haven’t seen them for a while

They are addicted to dogging

From chamaquitas they have their setting

And the one that pulls, I’ll hit it


I haven’t seen them for a while

They are addicted to dogging

From chamaquitas they have their setting

And the one that pulls, I’ll hit it


(“Hey, baby, what else?”

Of that farm you will not remember

The turn is that I can’t take it anymore)

And I want to repeat what you give me




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