More songs by Myke Towers
More songs by Eladio Carrion
Description
Vocals: Eladio Carrion
Producer: Fly Twilightzone
Mastering Engineer: Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer: Jaycen Joshua
Unknown: Julio "Bati" Emmanuel Batista Santos
Vocals: Myke Towers
A& R Direction: Natalie Cotton
Composer: Julio Emmanuel Batista Santos
Composer: Michael Torres
Composer: Orlando J. Cepeda Matos
Lyrics and translation
Original
Young Kings, baby!
Ah, ¿qué quiere?
Dime. ¿Qué quiere' de mí? Baby, dime qué quiere' de mí. Quiere un Rolex o un
Audemars, dice que con un pata es feliz.
Conmigo ella apaga el celular pa' que no puedan interferir. Sabe que yo soy su preferido, porque yo se lo hago perfectly.
¿Qué quiere' de mí? Baby, dime qué quiere' de mí. Quiere un Rolex o un
Audemars, dice que con un pata es feliz.
Conmigo ella apaga el celular pa' que no puedan interferir. Sabe que yo soy su preferido, porque yo se lo hago perfectly.
Si sabe que voy pa' la casa, se guilla de chef y sin ropa cocina.
El cuello dripeando, muñeca dripeando, Fiji, Aquafina.
My Towers en las bocinas, a mí me escuchan las de barrio y las que tienen guille de fina.
Causo efecto como la morfina, van en el pullman y creen que es una limosina.
Antes andaba en terrecina, me gusta andar con to' los carros en fila.
Al principio siempre te vacilan y después te lo maman o cogen envidia por querer estar en tu silla.
Esos mismos cabrones que dan los abrazos quieren espetar la cuchilla.
A nombre de ustedes, yo prendo en el trono, cabrón, soy mi propio patrono.
Esas mierdas de temas salen y no pegan por más que le pagan la promo.
Cuando quieran letras le tiran a Keithy, si no, pues a Edgar los cromos.
Si no, pues a Río, tírenme a mí, yo les doy to' los flows y los tonos, y les monto los intros y los coros.
Michael Jordan jugando en los Toros.
Me las clavo y les saco la lengua, si las veo haciendo fila, las colo. Pira pa'trás, pa' arriba la polo, a los young kings míos les dije: "Con todo".
Viviente y me gasto lo que cobro, tu novio camina con los codos.
¿Qué quiere' de mí? Baby, dime qué quiere' de mí.
Quiere un Rolex o un Audemars, dice que con un pata es feliz. Conmigo ella apaga el celular pa' que no puedan interferir.
Sabe que yo soy su preferido, porque yo se lo hago perfectly. ¿Qué quiere' de mí?
Baby, dime qué quiere' de mí.
Quiere un Rolex o un Audemars, dice que con un pata es feliz. Conmigo ella apaga el celular pa' que no puedan interferir.
Sabe que yo soy su preferido, porque yo se lo hago perfectly.
Mike, si no sacamos música, esta gente no van a tener dirección.
Veo la compe con la coma, me da pena cómo terminan sin la visión.
Nosotros multiplicamos, sumamos, ustedes son duros, pero en división.
Dueño de la ola, con estos ponches me siento como Luffy, dame el timón.
En una Black van como Batman, pero yo me siento más como el Guasón.
Somos líderes, ustedes seguidores esperando a que les diga "simón". Piso donde sea, yo estoy frío en todos los terrenos como una Rubicon.
Impredecible, un día salgo filoteado de Marshall, el otro de Louis Vuitton.
Ey, ¿qué tú quiere' de mí? Estoy con la cone fumándome estillos en las montañas de
Beverly, wow. Jugando vivo pa' que no me lloren, sé que tengo enemies.
Al lemon no le quito la capota pa' que no me pase como a Kennedy.
Ey, wow, dime Raymond, porque to' lo que yo hago es legendary. Dólares en el check, ya no hacemos after parties.
Ey, tengo un carro deportivo en mi Rolly, yo que estaba en Humbolt rapeando en un -Jari. -¿Qué quiere' de mí?
Baby, dime qué quiere' de mí. Quiere un Rolex o un Audemars, dice que con un pata es feliz.
Conmigo ella apaga el celular pa' que no puedan interferir.
Sabe que yo soy su preferido, -porque yo se lo hago perfectly. -¡Eladio Carrión, sendo cabrón! Ey, Young
Kings, baby. Sauce Boyz, baby. Hey, hey, ¡hey! Ey,
Sam, ey, Sam.
Muchacho, no es hacer la compra ni guardar los paquetes, es saber cocinar con sazón, y nosotros tenemos sazón, cabrón.
Ey, Myke Towers, Eladio Carrión, ¡sendo cabrón!
English translation
Young Kings, baby!
Oh, what do you want?
Tell me. What do you want from me? Baby, tell me what you want from me. Want a Rolex or a
Audemars says that with a paw he is happy.
With me she turns off her cell phone so they can't interfere. He knows that I am his favorite, because I do it perfectly for him.
What do you want from me? Baby, tell me what you want from me. Want a Rolex or a
Audemars says that with a paw he is happy.
With me she turns off her cell phone so they can't interfere. He knows that I am his favorite, because I do it perfectly for him.
If he knows I'm going home, he acts like a chef and cooks without clothes.
Dripping neck, dripping wrist, Fiji, Aquafina.
My Towers on the speakers, the neighborhood ones and those with fine guille listen to me.
It has an effect like morphine, they go in the Pullman and think it's a limo.
I used to ride in a car, I like to ride with all the cars in a row.
At first they always hesitate and then they suck you off or get jealous for wanting to be in your chair.
Those same bastards who give hugs want to snap the knife.
In your name, I take the throne, bastard, I am my own patron.
Those shitty songs come out and don't stick no matter how much they pay for the promo.
When they want lyrics they throw Keithy, if not, then Edgar the cards.
If not, then to Rio, send me to me, I'll give you all the flows and tones, and I'll set up the intros and choruses.
Michael Jordan playing for the Bulls.
I stick them in and stick my tongue out, if I see them in line, I put them in line. Pira backwards, upwards the pole, I told my young kings: "With everything."
I live and I spend what I earn, your boyfriend walks on his elbows.
What do you want from me? Baby, tell me what you want from me.
He wants a Rolex or an Audemars, he says that with a paw he is happy. With me she turns off her cell phone so they can't interfere.
He knows that I am his favorite, because I do it perfectly for him. What do you want from me?
Baby, tell me what you want from me.
He wants a Rolex or an Audemars, he says that with a paw he is happy. With me she turns off her cell phone so they can't interfere.
He knows that I am his favorite, because I do it perfectly for him.
Mike, if we don't put out music, these people aren't going to have direction.
I see the compe with the comma, it makes me sad how they end up without the vision.
We multiply, we add, you are tough, but in division.
Owner of the wave, with these strikeouts I feel like Luffy, give me the helm.
In a Black they look like Batman, but I feel more like the Joker.
We are leaders, you are followers waiting for me to say "Simon". Floor wherever, I am cold in all areas like a Rubicon.
Unpredictable, one day I leave Marshall with a knife, the other from Louis Vuitton.
Hey, what do you want from me? I'm with the cone smoking styles in the mountains of
Beverly, wow. Playing alive so they don't cry, I know I have enemies.
I don't take the hood off of the lemon so that it doesn't happen to me like Kennedy.
Hey, wow, tell me Raymond, because everything I do is legendary. Dollars at check, we no longer do after parties.
Hey, I have a sports car in my Rolly, I was in Humbolt rapping in a -Jari. -What do you want from me?
Baby, tell me what you want from me. He wants a Rolex or an Audemars, he says that with a paw he is happy.
With me she turns off her cell phone so they can't interfere.
He knows that I am his favorite, -because I do it perfectly. -Eladio Carrión, you bastard! Hey, Young
Kings, baby. Willow Boyz, baby. Hey, hey, hey! Hey,
Sam, hey, Sam.
Boy, it's not about shopping or putting away packages, it's about knowing how to cook with seasoning, and we have seasoning, bastard.
Hey, Myke Towers, Eladio Carrión, what a bastard!