If you look at me don’t be astonished I’m not a fried dish I’m a woman and I have a name Be careful with pronouns I have dissident partners to inform you If you want to give your opinion about my body Write down in your diary how big my mole is A big bra I can’t fill And if I wanted to have surgery you tell me what a big deal Who’s 100% natural? I laser waxed you, I dyed and bronzed you Of my life you can’t talk This bitch makes decisions and you shut up And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but I’m brave just like that I speak loud when I speak the truth Oh when I speak the truth And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but I’m brave just like that I speak loud when I tell the truth Oh when I tell the truth On April 8, ’97 I came on a rocket to a world addicted to money I let my tongue out since I was a little girl I didn’t swallow any little lie But don’t worry, mommy, grandma. .. You’re in front of a lady But I’m not just any lady I study, And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but I’m brave just like that I speak loud when I speak the truth Oh when I speak the truth And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but I’m brave just like that I speak loud when I tell the truth Oh when I tell the truth I know you’re scared of that woman Who doesn’t ask you for an explanation at dawn Who doesn’t mind doing and undoing Who when she likes something she’ll eat it Why be jealous of her when I can feel like it? A woman like that you won’t find tomorrow They call her a bitch but she’s cool You see her from afar but she’s close Bitch, she won’t catch you in your life She says she can pay for it What? That’s a lie She doesn’t want to die without having had it on her Better settle for the selfie in the pool You’re a bitch for society For wearing tight leather clothes For throwing puti glitter in the dark For choosing the life that makes you enjoy Hungry… To eat what I want I decide how I fill my wallet Hotpant, sneakers and knee pads All the twerkeras gathered in the street And she says “yum yum yum yum” cause she’s gonna eat Move that ass, move it woman And she says “yum yum yum yum” cause she’s gonna eat Move that ass, move it woman And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but brave just like that I talk loud when I tell the truth Ay when I tell the truth And if it’s true what they say I won’t take it back I’m a bitch but brave just like that I talk loud when I tell the truth Ay when I tell the truth Miss Chu on the street Hey, Jota Maldi produces Metric Music Control on the beat They call her a bitch Ja ja ja ja ja ja ja

Good afternoon beautiful women and dissidents Let me suggest the following indication Forget all barnacles and move your cula Miss Chu in the street Fire is burning in the city and it’s not because of the benzine The goats came out to move the pot And I’m fascinated The companions The ones who walk From all sides but all neighbors With my dong I make him ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta He drools and I tell him man jump over there He tells me that twerk is reification I look at him and I ask him but what did he know? My dong is my command I choose the intention You don’t interfere if nobody invited you He’s supposed to know me But he’s never known and doesn’t know the use I give it Ay! Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun And it’s so powerful that you better not get involved Because my cock is my machine gun Because my cock is my machine gun And it’s so dangerous that you better not get involved What’s wrong with you cabro boy cuentiao’ This is not porn, wake up brother If you are so morbid about a panty Buddy Turn off the TV! Au! It’s been a while since we danced for barnacles I’m not looking for them to approve me And if my hips don’t stop articulating That doesn’t mean that I want to fuck What a lot of bullshit A girl who thinks she’s sensual Who thinks she’s sensual Who touches her bread I didn’t give explanations for dancing That mommy Is called being empowered Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun Because my ass is my machine gun And it’s so dangerous that you better not even get involved With my ass I can crush you It’s tiny but it can bounce What did you say? That I have to cover it up? Impossible I use it to protest Today I came here to demonstrate I’ve come to demonstrate Ombliguera Energy for my lunar cycle My ancestral lineage weighs heavily on me But today I forgave my grandmother and my mother We all have a place on this circular planet We’re all sisters We’re all sisters But from different mothers Don’t try to turn me against my fellow sisters They take care of me That’s what I learned in my school I move because I dance for me And if I dance for you it’s because I chose you From so much energy I don’t even have stress left I took off my hot pants And I’m in a colaless What a body mommy How good you look I won’t cover up again not even if Andrés comes to me Hahaha Are you kidding me for my lethas? Jajaja Don’t be a barsa brother, you’d better not even get involved! Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun And it’s so powerful you’d better not even get involved Because my cell is my machine gun Because my cell is my machine gun And it’s so dangerous you’d better not even get involved Hey La Senorita Chu on the street with the goats Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Jo Jotamaldi Producer Toby Killua Porque mi cula es mi metralleta Porque mi cula es mi metralleta Oye óyelo óyelo óyelo óyelo Ay No es culo Es cula No es poto Es pota No es cuerpo Es cuerpa Lenguaje de gerlas!

Music antipercebe De mujeres pa’ mujeres Puestas están, mis giales pa’ moverla Culaa Alguien dijo remix? Good afternoon, beautiful and dissidents Today I come with the queenas Wena Chu, that reigns, ahá Aura Luna Mami Almeyda ah ah ah, de la Riddim Yeah Arde chile y eso me fascina Arde mi cula ulalá mi vagina Arde la moral, The pure guilt mula You cure it if you don’t judge And you bounce the cula Hey Chu, People are on fire Hey Aura, It’s our street Hey chulas, Touch your vulva Today you fall The cages are annulled I’m a bitch, I’m a boss Of my body daddy, Cool Almeyda And I’m soaking wet Spending it cool uncovered Guata al aire dance and leave the kick Cause my ass is my machine gun Cause my ass is my machine gun Cause my ass is my machine gun Cause my ass is my machine gun And it’s so powerful you better not even get involved Cause my ass is my machine gun Cause my ass is my machine gun Cause my ass is my machine gun And it’s so dangerous you better not even get involved What the fuck are you going on Cabro chico cuentiao This is not porn, Wake up, brother If you’re so morbid about a wedgie, mate, turn off the TV It’s been a while since we danced for barnacles I’m not looking for their approval either And if my hips don’t stop articulating That doesn’t mean that I want to fuck What a lot of shit, A frontal mine That thinks she’s sensual, that touches her bread Don’t give explanations for dancing That mommy, it’s called being empowered Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun And it’s so powerful that you better not get involved Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun Because my hip is my machine gun And it’s so dangerous that you better not get involved Vamono’ ahí chiquillas, eso e’ Yo’ Yo’ Aha, Aura Luna Mami Oye lo que traigo pa’ que lo oiga Sobre esta mi cula No te quiero escuchar opinar De lo que hiciera o no fuck you all Que de mi punany soy yo yo la reina De ese percebe Que se dice saber sobre ésta cuerpa De lejos me ronea y me palabrea Of companion Yo con mis gatas La tenemos clara que eres la misma mierda Que se presume deconstruide y aliade pa’ ligar gerla Amo profundamente Cuando mis hermanas se paran y pisan fuerte Que juntos las gatas somos omnipotentes Diosa bailaora, And brave Oh wn the weno wn theme Weona it’s over? No bitches, now with all of them ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause my kula is my machine gun ‘Cause it’s so dangerous you better not even get involved Hey, anti-pretzel music Puti-reinas Jotamaldi producer Hey, Hey Metric Music Hey, how does it sound? Sounds beautiful, precious Puras lindas, preciosa, linda, linda, exquisita de mi corazon Yo’ pura bella mami, pura bella mami Almeyda de la riddim Aura Luna Lirica via gial La Senorita Chu en la casa Cula, cula, cula, cula, cula, no te metas!

Hey, didn’t you turn off the TV? Your girlfriend listens to me and that hurts you? Vamo’ a seguir dándole un par de lecciones a estos barnacles Ten cuidao’, Que vengo pasando con cinco mujeres gimnastas y miro pa’ los lados Ya se añadaron fotógrafos y cineastas Ya están mirando Tranquilo cariño, I’m getting my groove on The night of the year is starting I’m warning you I’m warning you Professional twerkera In conventional reel Destined to leave the cagá Moving the cula as unhinged The dj calls us We put the party and the drama Without twerk there is nothing I am the flame The dj calls us We put the party and the drama Without twerk there is nothing We are the flame Twerk of floor, of head, my goats on the table The barnacle begins He looks at me pretty, offers me beer Don’t you see my greatness? You gawked at this cherry And quite frankly You couldn’t handle such beauty Urban dancer Mestiza of African heritage I’m not getting up tomorrow Cause today I’m twerking de corduroy Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake inward I’m walking and twerking at the same time Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Jigle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle speed up Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake inside I walk and twerk at the same time Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake Shake out Jigle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle speed up Look how Kamihoops dominates him on the stage That chair looks like a guillotine If he moves he takes you out Ay! The dj calls us We put on the party and the drama Without twerk there’s nothing I’m the flame The dj calls us We put on the party and the drama Without twerk there’s nothing We’re the flame Madness rules You can’t believe when I spread my legs She waves She’s in awe of what’s everyday for me If you think that a dancer is going to fish you out Imagine that the DM can’t check it out She knows that they look at her because she’s used to it At the fair they give her vegetables and fruit The barnacles are fast But she gives no one joy The whole neighborhood knows her She dances from the twelve (Ah! ) The dj calls us We put on the party and the drama Without twerk there’s nothing I’m the flame The dj calls us We put on the party and the drama Without twerk there’s nothing We are the… Hey! (Instrumental) Hey! Pa’ my goats and goats that move the cula Twerk free of barnacle reification Miss Chu in the street, in the house and in all the squares The macho man criticizing while his girlfriend is listening to me Jajaja Metric Music Jotamaldi producer Wain music, Wain music

Miss Chu and the Hairdresser in the house How are you doing? Welcome to the world of shit In this place not everything is what it seems I’m going to leave right away with the pepper And if you’re really itchy there’s no sale refund You were born with a uterus, you’d better watch out You’re not allowed to talk much about pregnancies You’re to blame for the present and the past And in this trial they never blame the one next door Secular state (ha, ha, what a lie!) Precisely they call me “cursed” For rubbing in your face what you forget Or what you ignored for morals all your life Want to throw away? (Do it with birth control) How nice, it sounds educational But they don’t know because they’ve never lived it What doesn’t advance becomes abusive Than the pill, than the ring and the shot (what?) That shit fails, nobody told me (ha, ha) I have five friends who gave birth in droves They took birth control, they used condoms 99% effective? What are you talking about? That’s not the reality. As if that wasn’t enough, there’s no sex education, what, 14 pregnant goats? And those at the top are sitting back, that nothing is happening here. Take charge, they’re in the shit, and then they wonder why there is so much poverty, as if you didn’t have the brains to realize that the country is already plagued with women facing unwanted pregnancies, giving birth out of obligation, as if they all earned over a million dollars, and to continue the joke, They approved three grounds But they still treat us as immoral The dignified treatment is in the private clinic And the doctors abstained by herd And not to mention the clandestinity You’re a murderer just for trying That it doesn’t even occur to you to mention it to others (sh! ) The finger is pointed at you by the State and society Now that you know how things are You’re going to listen to this woman get hateful That same woman who comes out to protest Is the one who’s going to talk to you and you’re going to have to listen I’d rather be dead than pregnant Motherhood is only worthy when it’s wanted Sometimes I even think the law is rigged Pa keep us in check But they screwed up!, Guess what they did They pissed off the masses, what, didn’t they see? In the name of those who died interrupting the pregnancy at home and couldn’t Legal, safe and free abortion If you don’t understand I shout it to you Freedom is a myth and to top it off this Chilito is not a country that has very good daddies I don’t believe any of your dispatched laws Years go by and we are still postponed Patience is over because of your law of negligence Abortion as a consequence Everyday reality Now take off your blindness Once and for all La Peluquería Records

Hey, Miss Chu in the house You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me your truth You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me your truth Cause you love to be Prince Charming When you see a woman who gives you warmth I realize you play the impostor But you can’t cut this flower It goes chac chac chac and buries your spine Like a car I honk your horn And just like that you jump out at me You look small from up here What’s the big compliment for? If you don’t know my last name Don’t play the fallen soldier Nor the deconstructed one Tell the real one and you’ll be welcome You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me the truth You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me the truth That I’m here, That I’m over there I’m just trying to impress I don’t want to complain I don’t want to complain either Material things love it But with time it goes away You’re afraid of the emotional And I don’t blame you This country is bad Everybody wants to show a good entrance For a pretty girl to grab If you knew that I want you to grab me by the hair Uncork white wine and stay on the floor From far away I feel you, My love I smell you When I think of your back I swear I fly That little face hides a cross But I can’t hide like you I can’t hide like you That conquest thing went against the light I’m not your princess I’m the Chu Let’s change the track Yes, so that we lose and make a couple of things clear If I put this little ass on you It’s not because you found me pretty Doing cardio tell me miss I never stop, Infinite drums If I put this little ass on you It’s not because you found me pretty Doing cardio tell me miss I never stop Infinite drums You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me the truth You don’t need to come cajole me With that angelic face Just tell me the truth Ah! Jota Maldi producer Wine music, Wine music Métrica Music La Señorita Chu en la casa Ja! No my love, you don’t have the need You don’t have it