Cris MJ, Ovy On The Drums – Chica Galáctica (W Sound 07) Lyrics (English Translation)

[Intro]
Let’s, let’s do it quietly
Tell her, tell her
Let’s, let’s do it quietly
Ma, ey
Let’s, let’s do it quietly (Tra-tra-tra-tra)
Ma
O-O-Ovy On The Drums

[Chorus]
Galactic girl, come here, I can’t take it anymore
I wanna grab you and twerk on you all night, tra
Baby, stay, climb on me, what’s up, then?
I can go more than three times, I know all those tricks
Galactic girl, come here, I can’t take it anymore
I wanna fuck you and twerk on you all night, tra
Baby, stay, climb on me, what’s up, then?
I can go more than three times, I know all those tricks, ey

[Verse 1]
Ma, what’s up? It’s known that you miss me
And that you think about me, fair-skinned like my Nikes
You match with me perfectly, for partying and spending
Mommy, that ass is so damn fine, I never fail to like it

[Bridge]
Perfect, mmm (Ah, mommy, you are perfect)
It tempts me (Take it, girl), mmm (It’s tasty)
Tell me if you can handle one more round and that’s it
‘Cause I don’t want to leave, it feels this good
Tell me, little girl, how do I explain it to you?
That you’re the only woman I’ve given dick to

[Verse 2]
Galactic girl, she smokes sativa
She likes to take pictures with the automatic (camera)
When she’s about to fuck, she gets creative
She’s a gangster kitty, that mommy is exclusive
She’s not for anyone, she’s here to make money
Now he’s confused, with those little eyes she kills me
Take it easy, mommy, all in due time (Ey)
(Tonight we’re gonna fuck with a view of the desert, grr)

[Chorus]
Galactic girl, come here, I can’t take it anymore
I wanna grab you and twerk on you all night, tra
Baby, stay, climb on me, what’s up, then?
I can go more than three times, I know all those tricks
Galactic girl, come here, I can’t take it anymore
I wanna grab you and twerk on you all night, tra (Ey-ey, ey)
Baby, stay, climb on me, what’s up, then?
I can go more than three times, I know all those tricks, ey

[Outro]
Cris MJ
The one making the most noise
Ovy On The Drums
We’re killing it, haha
All the girlfriends
For the little girls
Muah, you already know
Mommy, for when you twerk all night
Mmm, tra, tra, tra, tra