More songs by Gabito Ballesteros
Description
Producer: Daniel Candia
Producer: Gabriel Ballesteros Abril
Composer Lyricist: Daniel Candia
Composer Lyricist: Gabriel Ballesteros Abril
Lyrics and translation
Original
Se vienen cosas, polvo y rosa.
Las bandidas que te hacen mija, tengo las claves. Cinco estrellas, no atorán.
Rolls-Royce rojo, cuatro letras a la orden.
Ya saben de quién los lentes son la cara, de mangos la lavada.
Los contenedores se van de flores y pastillas de todos los putos sabores. En el Batimóvil, Bruce Wayne, llego escoltado a las labores.
Tanto diamante, siento que es el guante del infinito.
Tanto poder, tantas balas y aun así te necesito.
Aroma a santal, huelo a dinero, quiero más, lo pienso y manifiesto.
Fumando haze con un aluminio, me tranDroga tus besos. And Cliff and Arpes, call me where I is in the room.
Mi vida y mi muerte quiero que seas tú.
Ayo.
Rumor retumbado, viejo.
Al mi muñeca, el mundo rueda, obras de arte traigo yo, el ojo todo ve.
Yo con un Jackson brindo. Yo soy tu Tony, tú mi Elvira.
Si no estás, me moriré. Por eso quiero el mundo, pa' que siempre seas mía.
Los contenedores se van de flores y pastillas de todos los putos sabores. En el
Batimóvil, Bruce Wayne, llego escoltado a las labores.
Tanto diamante, siento que es el guante del infinito.
Tanto poder, tantas balas y aun así te necesito.
Aroma a santal, huelo a dinero, quiero más, lo pienso y manifiesto.
Fumando haze con un aluminio, me tranDroga tus besos. And Cliff and Arpes, call me where I is in the room.
Mi vida y mi muerte quiero que seas tú.
Así no más, viejo.
Se fue a la verga. Puro ST.
¡Chau, chau!
English translation
Things are coming, dust and rose.
The bandits that make you mija, I have the keys. Five stars, they don't bog down.
Red Rolls-Royce, four letters to order.
You already know whose glasses are the face, the mangoes are the wash.
The containers are full of flowers and pills of all fucking flavors. In the Batmobile, Bruce Wayne arrived escorted to work.
So much diamond, I feel like it's the glove of infinity.
So much power, so many bullets and still I need you.
Scent of Santal, I smell like money, I want more, I think about it and manifest it.
Smoking haze with an aluminum, I take drugs from your kisses. And Cliff and Arpes, call me where I is in the room.
My life and my death I want you to be.
Tutor.
Rumbling rumour, old man.
On my wrist, the world rolls, works of art I bring, the eye sees everything.
I toast with a Jackson. I am your Tony, you my Elvira.
If you're not here, I'll die. That's why I want the world, so that you can always be mine.
The containers are full of flowers and pills of all fucking flavors. In the
Batmobile, Bruce Wayne, arrived escorted to work.
So much diamond, I feel like it's the glove of infinity.
So much power, so many bullets and still I need you.
Scent of Santal, I smell like money, I want more, I think about it and manifest it.
Smoking haze with an aluminum, I take drugs from your kisses. And Cliff and Arpes, call me where I is in the room.
My life and my death I want you to be.
Just like that, old man.
He went to hell. Pure ST.
Bye, bye!