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Description
Producer: PANA YMB
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo hago palos y tengo palos
Por si alguno se disfraza de gusano
Bajaron 20 Baron, 20 bichotas como Karol
Aquí todos follan y dan disparos
Ropa y vino caros, bajen hembras, bajen guaro
Que hoy me llevo a la más linda de la disco
Me dicen "Wembanyama", yo le juego bajo el aro
Llegaron los bad boys como pa los tiempo'e los Pistons (ji, ji)
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Y yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
Entro con cien brothers, cien kilos, cien balas
Me siento D'Angelo Russell en Dallas
Tu mai no quería un rapero, ni tu pai una hija mala
Bendita maldición que los planes se les truncaran
Y ahora estemos en la pista a 120 en la motora
Tú eres mía pa siempre, aunque pase el tiempo y las modas
La chupa a mil kilómetros por hora
Yeh, dame el mechero, voy a prender un Yoda
Da-da-dame el mechero, voy a prender una chimenea
Yo sí soy tóxico, yo sí que te pongo correa
Tú eres mi Call of Duty, yo soy el que te campea
Ni con la pinga en la boca se mutea
Le dije: "Si rompes el silence, que sea pa mejorarlo"
Fue decirle eso y empezó a gemir más alto
Se puso a temblar y a gritar como si le diera un infarto
Y me puse más cachondo, estoy enfermo
Repetiría contigo como un loop
Desayuno con café, totito tiramisú
What the fuck? Te ves mucho mejor que en YouTube
Quiero que pongan una foto de tu culo en mi ataúd
Pa subir bendecío, uy
Pa que to el mundo sepa bien lo rico que he comío
Yo no vine a jugar, babe, no calientes lo mío
Se lo meto con la chain pa dar efecto frío, y
Es un tolete
Esa tola solo sirve de juguete
Mai, yo soy la cabra, tu novio no le mete
Mi corillo va repleto de glamour, nos fuimo al garete
Mami, al gare, tengo palos, tengo pares
Si yo salgo, mami, nadie sale
No soy Héctor, pero soy tu father
Toma bofetá, eh
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Y yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
Si entramos en la disco
Les da la taquicardia a todas las nenas lindas
Solo glamour, mami, el combo está fuerte
Esto parece un concurso de Mister Olympia, sí (bad bitch)
Si andas en busca de un chamaco malo, baby, hoy estás de suerte
Ando con La Panter y con Lucho
Y también con las balas halo, prr-prr-prr-prr
Yo sí soy maleante, tengo una pistola Smith \u0026 Wesson
Por si encuentro al chiquillaje de la flecha dando vueltas por el área
Quiero una latina, otra canaria
Mi bicho puede con babies simultáneas
Así que tíramelas todas, menos a las que anden buscando boda
Tiene novio, pero que se joda, hoy vamos a formar un bobo
Desde que probó al canario, baby, mm
Ya no le gustan los godos, eso es normal, mami
A Cupido, que me dé banda (yeh, yeh)
Estoy rulay cogiendo cuero
Ando suelto por la calle
Todas me ven lindo con dinero, qué hija'e puta
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
Tumbé a Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere balas
Yo con una .40, Baby Rasta
English translation
I make sticks and I have sticks
In case someone dresses up as a worm
20 Baron went down, 20 bugs like Karol
Here everyone fucks and shoots
Expensive clothes and wine, go down females, go down guaro
Today I'm taking the most beautiful girl in the disco
They call me "Wembanyama", I play under the hoop
The bad boys arrived like the Pistons' times (hee hee)
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
And me with a .40, Baby Rasta
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
Me with a .40, Baby Rasta
I enter with a hundred brothers, a hundred kilos, a hundred bullets
I feel D'Angelo Russell in Dallas
Your mai didn't want a rapper, nor did your pai want a bad daughter
Blessed curse that their plans were truncated
And now we are on the track at 120 on the motorboat
You are mine forever, even if time and fashions pass
He sucks it at a thousand kilometers per hour
Yeh, give me the lighter, I'm going to light a Yoda
Da-da-give me the lighter, I'm going to light a fireplace
I am toxic, I do put a leash on you
You are my Call of Duty, I am the one who champions you
Not even with a cock in his mouth does he mute
I told him: "If you break the silence, let it be to improve it."
He told her that and started moaning louder.
He started shaking and screaming as if he was having a heart attack.
And I got hornier, I'm sick
I would repeat with you like a loop
Breakfast with coffee, totito tiramisu
What the fuck? You look much better than on YouTube
I want them to put a picture of your ass on my coffin
To upload blessings, oops
So that everyone knows how delicious I ate
I didn't come to play, babe, don't heat up mine
I put it with the chain to give it a cold effect, and
It's a bully
That tola only serves as a toy
Mai, I'm the goat, your boyfriend doesn't mess with it
My group is full of glamour, we went to hell
Mommy, to the gare, I have sticks, I have pairs
If I go out, mommy, no one goes out
I'm not Héctor, but I am your father
Take slap, huh
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
And me with a .40, Baby Rasta
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
Me with a .40, Baby Rasta
If we enter the disco
It gives tachycardia to all the pretty girls
Just glamour, mommy, the combo is strong
This looks like a Mister Olympia contest, yeah (bad bitch)
If you're looking for a bad guy, baby, you're in luck today
I go with La Panter and with Lucho
And also with the halo bullets, prr-prr-prr-prr
I am a criminal, I have a Smith \u0026 Wesson pistol
In case I find the arrow kid hanging around the area
I want a Latina, another Canarian
My bug can handle simultaneous babies
So throw them all at me, except those who are looking for a wedding.
She has a boyfriend, but screw him, today we are going to be a fool
Since he tried the canary, baby, mm
He doesn't like goths anymore, that's normal, mommy.
To Cupid, give me a hand (yeh, yeh)
I'm rulay fucking leather
I'm loose on the street
They all see me as cute with money, what a bitch daughter
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
Me with a .40, Baby Rasta
I knocked down Cupid, no one is going to make me fall in love
I make money, love is spent
But this woman looks at me like she wants bullets
Me with a .40, Baby Rasta