Lyrics and translation Bardero$ feat. C.R.O & Franky Style - MDB - DALLA$

MDB - DALLA$

Malos Cantore', hijo de puta
Yeah (HT made the wave)

Tengo cuatro putas, todas matan por mí (Ah)
Una rola la weed la otra me corta el KI
Otra va a buscarme la tengo de chófer (Ah)
Tengo otra en el cel, no le quiero atender

Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Ah)
Pero nos fugamo' y nos fuimo' para mi casa

Yo tengo una puta que le acabo en la face
Cuando se lo hago, baby, say my name
Sé que tengo flow, por eso es quе soy tu rey (Ah)
Sabes que tе parto, que soy tu Christian Grey (Mami)

Dicen que tu papi la levanta en pala
Le voy a meter una bala, todo sea por los dollars, ah
Es una nena mala, ah
Va desnuda en la sala

La puta de tu novio se cree Ricky Ricón
Que le vamo' a robar sin necesitar gun
Porque es un cobarde y encima es un bocón
Está fumando slime y yo fumando blunt (Smoke)

Yo tengo el plug, sabe', mami, cuando quieras (Baby)
Pero ella siempre guarda pastilla' en la cartera (Bitch)
Nos fuimo' de party, borracho en la carretera
Y después hicimo' poses, mami, de to'a las manera' (HT made the wave)

Tengo cuatro putas, todas matan por mí (Ah)
Una rola la weed la otra me corta el KI
Otra va a buscarme la tengo de chófer (Ah)
Tengo otra en el cel, no le quiero atender

Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Ah)
Pero nos fugamo' y nos fuimo' para mi casa (Ah)

Mira a esa felina, ya la tengo en la mira
Uh, yeah
Siempre por la noche en mi cama transpira
Uh, yeah

Lento voy cayendo, entre miedo de las ruinas
¿Será porque...
Caminamo' en la calle y nos criamo' en la esquina?
Yo no lo sé

Putas mala' quieren ver billete'
Fajos gordos cerca de las siete
C.R.O 'tá brillando, vos correte
En el barrio ustedes no se meten

Tengo cuatro putas, todas matan por mí
Una rola la weed la otra me corta el KI
Otra va a buscarme la tengo de chófer
No le quiero atender, tengo otra en el cel

Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Blah)
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa (Ah)
Pero nos fugamo' y nos fuimo' para mi casa

Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa
Mami, estás drogada, que ya no sé qué te pasa
Pero nos fugamo' y nos fuimo' para mi casa

MDB
Malos Cantore', hijo de puta
Yeah
Esto no es música, es droga
(HT made the wave)

MDB - DALLA$

Malos Cantore', son of a bitch
Yeah (HT made the wave)

I've got four bitches, they all kill for me (Ah)
One rolls the weed, the other cuts my K
Another one goes to pick me up, I have her as a chauffeur (Ah)
I have another one on my cell, I don't want to answer her

Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Ah)
But we ran away and went to my house

I have a bitch I finish on her face
When I do it to her, baby, say my name
I know I got flow, that's why I'm your king (Ah)
You know I break you, that I'm your Christian Grey (Mommy)

They say your daddy lifts her with a shovel
I'm gonna put a bullet in him, all for the dollars, ah
She's a bad girl, ah
She goes naked in the living room

Your boyfriend's bitch thinks she's Ricky Ricón
That we're gonna rob him without needing a gun
Because he's a coward and on top of that he's a loudmouth
He's smoking slime and I'm smoking blunt (Smoke)

I got the plug, you know, mommy, whenever you want (Baby)
But she always keeps pills in her purse (Bitch)
We went to a party, drunk on the highway
And then we did poses, mommy, in every way (HT made the wave)

I've got four bitches, they all kill for me (Ah)
One rolls the weed, the other cuts my K
Another one goes to pick me up, I have her as a chauffeur (Ah)
I have another one on my cell, I don't want to answer her

Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Ah)
But we ran away and went to my house (Ah)

Look at that feline, I already have her in my sights
Uh, yeah
Always sweats in my bed at night
Uh, yeah

Slowly I fall, between the fear of ruins
Could it be because...
We walk in the street and we were raised on the corner?
I don't know

Bad bitches wanna see bills
Fat stacks close to seven
C.R.O is shining, you run
You don't mess with the hood

I got four bitches, they all kill for me
One rolls the weed, the other cuts my K
Another one goes to pick me up, I have her as a chauffeur
I don't want to answer, I have another one on my cell

Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Blah)
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you (Ah)
But we ran away and went to my house

Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you
Mommy, you're drugged up, I don't know what's wrong with you
But we ran away and went to my house

MDB
Malos Cantore', son of a bitch
Yeah
This is not music, it's drugs
(HT made the wave)