Malportada

Nathy Peluso Hits Us with Pure Salsa Energy in ‘Malportada’ (English Lyrics)

The song is about embracing imperfection: being bold, a little wild, and completely unbothered by what others think

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‘MALPORTADA’ is a playful anthem about rebellion, self-expression, and owning your flaws with pride. Nathy Peluso and Rawayana turn the idea of being “badly behaved” into something empowering —a celebration of not fitting into expectations, whether from parents, teachers, or society.

Nathy’s verses channel that “I was born to break the rules” energy: she’s mischievous, fearless, and unapologetically herself. Meanwhile, Rawayana adds humor and swagger, flipping childhood scolding (“I hid my grades, Mom”) into a confident adult story about turning mistakes into art.

Together, they create a flirty back-and-forth —two rebels recognizing each other’s chaos and chemistry. The vibe is retro-funky with Latin flair, like a mix of irony, nostalgia, and groove.

At its core, ‘MALPORTADA’ is about embracing imperfection: being bold, a little wild, and completely unbothered by what others think. It’s rebellion turned into rhythm —and attitude turned into art.

‘MALPORTADA’ Englush Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nathy Peluso]

When I was a little girl, my mom used to say,
“Natalia, don’t do that,” but I’d do it anyway.
The more they tell me no (No), the more I want to do it (Uh-huh)
Doesn’t matter if I get punished for it.

[Chorus: Nathy Peluso & Rawayana]

So many punishments, and I’m still misbehaving, misbehaving,
But if it’s with you, I don’t care about anything.
You already know my first name,
My middle name is Danger.
Whenever there’s trouble, I’m already signed up (Gimme that).
Only with you do I act up, act up (Act up).
I don’t know how I haven’t been arrested yet (Daddy).
My name’s Alberto Horacio, my last name’s Shameless,
And that’s exactly why you can’t stop thinking about me.

[Interlude: Rawayana]

Classic.
In the blacksmith’s house, the knife is made of wood — hit it.

[Verse 2: Rawayana]

Forgive me (Trapé), Mom, for hiding my grades (Kisses),
But those teachers never understood the vibe (Nah, they didn’t get it).
I failed physics (What?) and art at that school (How ironic),
And now I’m the handsomest artist in all Venezuela.

[Chorus: Nathy Peluso & Rawayana]

So many punishments, and I’m still misbehaving, misbehaving,
But if it’s with you, I don’t care about anything.
You already know my first name,
My middle name is Danger.
Whenever there’s trouble, I’m already signed up (Gimme that).
Only with you do I act up, act up.
I don’t know how I haven’t been arrested yet.
My name’s Alberto Horacio, my last name’s Shameless,
But in the end, everyone just calls me bad behaved (Act up).

[Bridge: Nathy Peluso]

Wait, wait, wait, wait—
If they call you the bad boy, and they call me the bad girl,
Then why don’t we just misbehave together, papi?

[Outro: Nathy Peluso & Rawayana]

(Bad boy, bad boy) Hot mama, take me to that pretty little beach.
Let’s head to Piñones, Puerto Rico feels so good (Ay).
If you won’t get it, then I won’t explain it.
The real party’s right here.
If I do it wrong, it’s so they’ll ask me again (Let them ask).
I like troublemakers like you.
You bounce so good, tarracatún pinpin (What a groove, Beto).
(All these people here, come on, show us your moves.)
Bad behaved ones.