Description
Producer: Ri
Producer: Cool Kid on the G
Composer: Juan Camilo Rivas
Composer: Jaime Alejandro León
Composer Lyricist: Juan Camilo Garcia Torres
Composer Lyricist: Baby Volcano
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tenía un estilo so fancy y yo pensando en el money.
Quiero que me hables de ti.
No quiero ver tus stories.
Tenía un estilo so fancy y yo pensando en el money.
Quiero que me hables de ti.
No quiero ver tus stories, oh, oh.
Antes me echaba agua al kush, ahora hay blush y perdido en tus ojos. Hoy hoy los haces sentir que ya cargo una cruz.
Hoy sin mi litud, tu virtud será mi consuelo.
Hay algo entre tú y el cielo que hace que te quiera. Si tú quieres juntamos los cueros. Hoy yo pensé en ti pa' vestirme fachero.
Aguas que hoy duran esta noche un aguacero.
Déjate la espalda que hoy amanece y sincero. Me dedico a gustar, blaquita, de flow empty.
Te como un kit, te llevo al cine pa' que imagines cómo es estar.
Extraño tu ki, te queda cute ese bikini.
Na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, -toda esa light. -Hay algo entre tú y el cielo.
Na, na, na, na. Na, na, na, toda esa light. Na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, -toda esa light. -Hay algo entre tú y el cielo.
Na, na, na, na. Na, na, na, toda esa light.
Tenía un estilo so fancy y yo pensando en el money.
Quiero que me hables de ti.
No quiero ver tus stories.
Tenía un estilo so fancy y yo pensando en el money. Quiero que me hables de ti.
No quiero ver tus stories, oh, oh. Tenía un estilo so fancy.
Yo pensando en el money.
Quiero que me hables de ti.
No quiero ver tus s-, quiero ver tus s-. No quiero ver tus stories. Quiero montarte en mi Cadillac.
Tu lipstick rojo me sube la estamina. Ay, descalza vete camino.
Yo soy tu boy.
English translation
I had a very fancy style and I was thinking about money.
I want you to tell me about yourself.
I don't want to see your stories.
I had a very fancy style and I was thinking about money.
I want you to tell me about yourself.
I don't want to see your stories, oh, oh.
Before I used to pour water on my kush, now there is blush and loss in your eyes. Today today you make them feel that I already carry a cross.
Today without my grace, your virtue will be my consolation.
There is something between you and the sky that makes me love you. If you want, we can put the leather together. Today I thought of you to dress up.
Waters that today last a downpour tonight.
Let your back be as it dawns today and sincere. I dedicate myself to liking, blaquita, flow empty.
I'll give you a kit, I'll take you to the movies so you can imagine what it's like to be there.
I miss your ki, that bikini looks cute on you.
Na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, -all that light. -There is something between you and the sky.
Na, na, na, na. Na, na, na, all that light. Na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, -all that light. -There is something between you and the sky.
Na, na, na, na. Na, na, na, all that light.
I had a very fancy style and I was thinking about money.
I want you to tell me about yourself.
I don't want to see your stories.
I had a very fancy style and I was thinking about money. I want you to tell me about yourself.
I don't want to see your stories, oh, oh. He had such a fancy style.
Me thinking about money.
I want you to tell me about yourself.
I don't want to see your s-, I want to see your s-. I don't want to see your stories. I want to put you in my Cadillac.
Your red lipstick raises my stamina. Oh, barefoot, go on your way.
I am your boy.