Karol G is set to release her sixth studio album soon, and to build expectations, she premiered her single “Matadora” on the opening night of her Viajando Por El Mundo Tropitour on July 4 in Chicago.
Meaning “killer” or “stunning,” the provocative and NSFW song is powered by a hard-hitting perreo sound and unapologetic lyrics about owning her sensuality. “Baby, I’m not feeling romantic/ You’ve got me all hot and bothered/ Let’s cut the small talk,” she sings in the opening verse.
“Matadora” — which debuted No. 3 on the Hot Latin Songs chart dated Aug. 8 — marks the second preview off of her forthcoming sixth studio album, No Me Arrepiento de Sentir Tanto, following the melancholic ballad “Después de Ti” in collaboration with Greg Gonzalez.
Below, check out the complete NSFW lyrics translated to English:
Baby, I’m not feeling romantic
You’ve got me all hot and bothered
Let’s cut the small talk
Clothes don’t take themselves off
I’m charming without panties
But I can be a handful, too
I’ve got the moves
And don’t look at me like that — it brings out my killer side
And he got nasty, nasty
I’ve got a fat ass, fatty
He tells me to be easy
I’m not a whore — almost
And he got nasty, nasty
I’ve got a fat ass, fatty
He tells me to be easy
I’m not a wh—
Hands all over each other from the club to the hotel
Grinding close, you and I giving each other pleasure
Hands all over each other from the club to the hotel
Going wild, you and I going at it
Take it out and let’s see how it’s used
I’m burning rubber on the Hayabusa
I’m not wearing anything under my top
I’m not European, but he wants me to give him a Russian
I don’t want smooth talk or games (No)
This girl is down for the wildness
Plumber, fix the leak for me
‘Cause this *perreo* is finger-lickin’ good
Baby, I’m not feeling romantic
You’ve got me all hot and bothered
Let’s cut the small talk
Clothes don’t take themselves off
I’m charming without panties
But I can be a handful, too
I’ve got the moves
And don’t look at me like that — it brings out my killer side
And he got nasty, nasty
I’ve got a fat ass, fatty
He tells me to be easy
I’m not a wh—