What a fuss you are making about me,
How uncomfortable you must be,
In the big business,
The madam is making gains,
There you are constantly talking about me,
You want to take my leadership away.
Everyone publishes my name,
Many with bad news,
You cannot seem to find a way to burn me,
Meanwhile I am dying from laughter,
Keep on giving me fame,
I will just keep on looking at you up from up here.
Keep on moving the Lady bosses,
You are just spilling saliva,
Keep on giving me buts,
Keep on searching for that nail,
Search until you find,
The ovaries I carry... They are Long Beach ovaries...
The say the Lady Boss is coming,
Look at how much am trembling,
I don't know what they are the boss of,
When no one even listens to them,
And those who claim to be Queens,
Are from an abandoned town.
If it was El Senor de los cielos, 1
Who gave me my position,
You won't get me out of the way,
I can already bet that,
The madam is making gains,
And I will leave when I want.
Don't search for stink in a gas,
When you know you will find it,
Why are you messing with me,
When I don't mess with no one,
If you wanted me to respond,
Now let's get it stuck.
Keep on moving the Lady bosses,
You are just spilling saliva,
Keep on giving me buts,
Keep on searching for that nail,
Search until you find,
The ovaries I carry... and they are huge!