Vuelve Candy B Lyrics (English) by Bad Bunny

[Intro: Bad Bunny]
Ey, eh, ey, ey
I'm expensive, and everyone wants me
Man, I'm like a French Bulldog
Babies love me; I buy them handbags
I don't buy Hershey (Mua)
Lots of Dior, Gucci, lots of Givenchy, eh-eh

[Chorus: Bad Bunny]
Don't you see, man? I'm clowning, clowning, hahaha
I'm dying of laughter; I'm clowning (Clowning)
Sometimes I feel lonely; I don't have anyone by my side
I've been on top for five years like Tim Duncan, posted up
I'm doing great, in Casa de Campo, partying with powdered cocaine
Clowning, hahaha
I'm dying of laughter; I'm clowning (Clowning)
They dress oversized, but with me, they're tight (Hey)
I've been on top for five years like Tim Duncan, posted up, hey
But before, no one knew, and everyone said
(Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey!)

[Verse 1: Bad Bunny & Arcangel]
"Who is Bad Bunny?" like: "Who is Dei V?" (Wuh)
Now, I'm in the navy blue G-Wagon (Yeah)
Eating sushi, drinking sake with the lady
Since Messi (Messi)
Is in the USA, everyone knows who the GOAT is
It's no longer Tom Brady, hey
The Latin gang, a couple of guys who still don't believe me
(F*** you)
I'm with Adidas, the Bad Bu, man
I've already ditched all the Bred (Hehe)
I told you a long time ago with Arca; I've gotten used to it (Prr)
I'm bored with the industry; I swear, I'll retire at 33 (Easy)
Life is beautiful; let's make a toast
You all buying clothes, I'm buying buildings
The ladies are crazy about me as if I were Wilkin (Ah-ah)
All the babies are cheeky
Hey, asking for money, asking for Birkin (Hey, hey)
They have piercings in their butts (Piercing)
Patience with Orma, in the Skyline, we're racing (Skrr)
We're busy making money (Ching-ching-ching)
I don't go to meetings; I call the kid from Nisi
It's possible, but it's difficult

[Chorus: Bad Bunny]
For me, it's easy (Eh!)
I'm clowning, clowning, hahaha (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
I'm dying of laughter; I'm clowning (Wuh; uh)
Sometimes I feel lonely; I have no one by my side
I've been on top for five years like Tim Duncan, posted up, hey
I'm doing great, in Casa de Campo, partying with powdered cocaine
Clowning, hahaha
I'm dying of laughter; I'm clowning
(I'm clowning!; clowning)
I grew wings in the Red Bull car; I'm flying
(Phew!; flying)
I'm with the same people I was with when I was broke
Don't snore, baby, don't be petty

[Verse 2: Bad Bunny]
Hey, I come from PR, where the real bosses are
What a coincidence, those who act tougher always end up snitching
People who criticize my life don't travel more than my pet
(Prr), eh-eh (Hey, hey, hey!)
That's why I follow the advice
My grandfather gave me, the one Al Pacino gave me
Life is easier eating rigatoni and drinking wine
A little time in France
Watching the morning with a cappuccino (Uh-uh)
To those who believed in me from day one
Thanks, greetings to Pino
To Hero, Coco, John, and Andino (Yumi!)
Thank you, God, for the good people you put in my path
Those who have Billboard don't have a GRAMMY
Those who have a GRAMMY don't have Billboard
Look at my trophy case, how I combine them
In my crew, everyone's fine, like violins
Yours leave the room when your movie ends (- ends)
Mine stay until God shows us the credits
A legend like the Sun, yes, like the Sun of Mexico
(Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey!)
When Curry didn't exist (Uh!)
Casiano was already scoring (Brr)
Easy from the logo, many who said they didn't believe in me (No!)
Poor demagogues, man, you're crazy
How can you doubt the baddest one that scores?
(You're crazy, man)
Four in the morning in the studio with Beto and Cachete
(Hey, hey, hey)
From nine digits, now are the checks (Yes)
The girls asking for money, asking for bills
I like blondes, and I like brunettes too
Crazy about the Boricua; they like the action (Baby)
Hey, long live PR; I won't put the machete down
I'm Vuelve Candy B, but without a jockey