More songs by Junior H
Description
Producer: Antonio Herrera Perez
Producer: Ernesto Fernández
Producer: Jimmy Humilde
Executive Producer: Jimmy Humilde
Vocals: Junior H
Composer: Gael Leonardo Iñiguez Valenzuela
Lyrics and translation
Original
Si el dinero me miran gastar
Es que así me acostumbré a ganar
Y si a diario me miran tomar
Es que no te he podido olvidar
A tu nombre otra vez vo'a brindar
Las pacas las voy a duplicar
Con las morras billetes gastar
Con morras me voy a enfiestar
Entre drogas, mujeres, las armas
El dinero, me perdí, el exceso
Es todo lo que tú me causaste
Por haberme quitado tus besos
Mi amor, ya dime que sí me extrañas
Que no andas con ese pendejo
Que echas de menos mi habitación
Y todas las noches de desvelo
Llegan morritas para no estarte pensando
Y entre más tomo, más te sigo recordando
Mami, en el BM tu perfume está regado
Te llamo y llamo, pero no me has contestado
Tal vez no quieres a alguien lleno de hipocresía
Todo lo bueno y malo que hacía, te lo decía
Quieres un niño bueno, romántico y poesía
Y yo, que soy un vago que por tus besos moría
Y tomo y tomo, mientras, pa no recordarte
Otro Buchanan's abro para no pensarte
He estado a punto de salir a buscarte
Pero si eres feliz, tengo que respetarte
Si el dinero me miran gastar
Es que así me acostumbré a ganar
Y si a diario me miran tomar
Es que no te he podido olvidar
A tu nombre otra vez vo'a brindar
Las pacas las voy a duplicar
Con las morras billetes gastar
Con morras me voy a enfiestar
Entre drogas, mujeres, las armas
El dinero, me perdí, el exceso
Es todo lo que tú me causaste
Por haberme quitado tus besos
Mi amor, ya dime que sí me extrañas
Que no andas con ese pendejo
Que echas de menos mi habitación
Y todas las noches de desvelo
Llegan morritas para no estarte pensando
Y entre más tomo, más te sigo recordando
Mami, en el BM tu perfume está regado
Te llamo y llamo, pero no me has contestado
Tal vez no quieres a alguien lleno de hipocresía
Todo lo bueno y malo que hacía, te lo decía
Quieres un niño bueno, romántico y poesía
Y yo, que soy un vago que por tus besos moría
Y tomo y tomo, mientras, pa no recordarte
Otro Buchanan's abro para no pensarte
He estado a punto de salir a buscarte
Pero si eres feliz, tengo que respetarte
English translation
If they watch me spend money
That's how I got used to winning
And if every day they watch me drink
It's just that I haven't been able to forget you
I will toast to your name again
I'm going to double the bales
With the money you spend money
With girls I'm going to party
Between drugs, women, weapons
The money, I was lost, the excess
It's all that you caused me
For having taken away your kisses from me
My love, tell me that you do miss me
You're not hanging out with that asshole
That you miss my room
And all the sleepless nights
Little girls arrive so I don't have to think about you
And the more I drink, the more I keep remembering you
Mommy, in the BM your perfume is scattered
I call you and call you, but you haven't answered me
Maybe you don't want someone full of hypocrisy
Everything good and bad I did, I told you
You want a good, romantic and poetry child
And I, who am a lazy person who died for your kisses
And I take and take, meanwhile, so as not to remember you
Another Buchanan's I open so I don't think about you
I was about to go out looking for you
But if you're happy, I have to respect you
If they watch me spend money
That's how I got used to winning
And if every day they watch me drink
It's just that I haven't been able to forget you
I will toast to your name again
I'm going to double the bales
With the money you spend money
With girls I'm going to party
Between drugs, women, weapons
The money, I was lost, the excess
It's all that you caused me
For having taken away your kisses from me
My love, tell me that you do miss me
You're not hanging out with that asshole
That you miss my room
And all the sleepless nights
Little girls arrive so I don't have to think about you
And the more I drink, the more I keep remembering you
Mommy, in the BM your perfume is scattered
I call you and call you, but you haven't answered me
Maybe you don't want someone full of hypocrisy
Everything good and bad I did, I told you
You want a good, romantic and poetry child
And I, who am a lazy person who died for your kisses
And I take and take, meanwhile, so as not to remember you
Another Buchanan's I open so I don't think about you
I was about to go out looking for you
But if you're happy, I have to respect you