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Pólvora Lyrics In English Translation – Mora | Yandel

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Pólvora Lyrics In English Translation – Mora | Yandel

Pólvora Lyrics In English Translation – Mora | Yandel


She put on a little dress, she's moving comfortably,
I've been looking at her for two hours,
A white smile, a colorful glance,
But it's not precisely because of crying.

She knows I don't play, and neither will she,
She knows I'm fire, and she's gunpowder,
I've been keeping track for a while,
And plenty of messages confirm it.

And if it happened today, why avoid it?
They played reggaeton, let's dance to it,
If it has to happen, then let something happen,
If it works for me, I'm in.

She wanted a bottle, so I asked for two,
I told her what I was going to do, and her skin tingled,
Tiny, but she's fierce like a baby Glock,
And she wasn't like that, but she customized herself.
The scratchiness isn't necessary, she stands out on her own,
I shot at her first, and she's coming back for the fourth,
Three hundred soldiers behind her, like Sparta,
But the truth is, none can handle her.
Fire and gunpowder, I like it when you get really naughty,
Tell me to record you with the video camera,
And I'll give you a smile that gives you confidence.

And if it happened today, why avoid it?
They played reggaeton, let's dance to it,
If it has to happen, then let something happen,
If it works for me, I'm in.

The night smells like a wake,
Wine hacks with all the accessories,
We break the sofa, the bed, and the desk,
And we'll leave the interrogation for later.
Straight to what we came for, a few drinks and the honey,
If you want to see me better, take my Cartier watch,
She's always dolled up, cream for her skin,
I saved the little panties she left the day before yesterday.

She's tiny like a baby Glock,
But that backside looks huge, like a truck,
She posts a photo, and the haters say it's Photoshop,
If they ask about me, tell them I'm your bro.

She's tiny like a baby Glock,
But that backside looks huge, like a truck,
She posts a photo, and the haters say it's Photoshop,
If they ask about me, tell them I'm your bro.

Although I already know all your moles, all your desires,
Whenever she comes down to my turf, I grab her.

And if it happened today, why avoid it?
They played reggaeton, let's dance to it,
If it has to happen, then let something happen,
If it works for me, I'm in.


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