Lyrics and translation De La Ghetto feat. Arcangel - Me Acostumbré

Me Acostumbré

Me acostumbré a tu voz y a tu forma de besar
Yo solo pienso en ti, tu manera de amar
Y ya con nadie estoy conforme (oh-oh-oh)
Y yo solo pienso en tu nombre

Me acostumbré a perrearte
Me acostumbré a desearte (tra, tra)
A perrear hasta el piso (tra, tra)
A lidiar con tu hechizo (tra, tra)
Me acostumbré

No puedo dormir, ahora extraño tu calor (what?)
Y no puedo escribir, solo pienso en desamor (no)
No puedo decidir lo que quiero y lo peor
Que se quedó mi cama perfumada de tu olor (okey)

Que tú me dejaste (¿qué, qué?)
No me diste explicacione', hija 'e puta y te marchaste
Mi corazón violaste (what?), lo remataste (okey)
Todo' mis momento' los salaste

Tú me dejaste (sí)
No me diste explicacione', hija 'e puta y te marchaste (¿qué?)
Mi corazón violaste (what?), lo remataste (dale; oh-oh)
Todo' mis momento' los salaste (okey)

Me acostumbré a tu voz y a tu forma de besar
Yo solo pienso en ti, tu manera de amar
Y ya con nadie estoy conforme (oh-oh-oh)
Y yo solo pienso en tu nombre

Me acostumbré a perrearte
Me acostumbré a desearte (tra, tra)
A perrear hasta el piso (tra, tra)
A lidiar con tu hechizo (tra, tra)

Me acostumbré a chingarte
A perrear hasta el piso (tra, tra)
A lidiar con tu hechizo (tra, tra)
Me acostumbré a chingarte (ouh)

Me imaginé yo (yeah) solos tú y yo (ajá)
En una esquina 'e la disco sintiendo el ritmo (wow)
El dembow suena, se te mete por el cuerpo
Y yo sin pena voy pa' dentro, let's go

Y en esta carrera no hay obstáculo' (no)
A mí nadie va a ganarme por ese culo (no)
Yo sé que tú también quisiera', no diga' que no (okey)
Tu cara dice que tú busca' lo mismo que yo (let's go)

Y en esta carrera no hay obstáculo'
A mí nadie va a ganarme por ese culo
Yo sé que tú también quisiera', no diga' que no
Tu cara dice que tú busca' lo mismo que yo, let's go

Me acostumbré a perrearte
Me acostumbré a desearte (tra, tra)
A perrear hasta el piso (tra, tra)
A lidiar con tu hechizo (tra, tra)
Me acostumbré a chingarte

Yauh
Austin, baby
De La Geezy, homie (Oby)
X (what?)
Es Flow Factory
Geezy, homie
Masacre Musical, prra (tra, tra)
A perrear hasta el piso (tra, tra; ajá)
A lidiar con tu hechizo (tra, tra; duro)
Me acostumbré, muah

I Got Used To It

I got used to your voice and the way you kiss
I only think of you, your way of loving
And I'm not satisfied with anyone else (oh-oh-oh)
And I only think of your name

I got used to dancing with you
I got used to wanting you (tra, tra)
To dancing down to the floor (tra, tra)
To dealing with your spell (tra, tra)
I got used to it

I can't sleep, now I miss your warmth (what?)
And I can't write, I only think of heartbreak (no)
I can't decide what I want and the worst part is
That my bed is still scented with your smell (okay)

That you left me (what, what?)
You didn't give me any explanations, you son of a bitch, and you left
You violated my heart (what?), you finished it off (okay)
You jinxed all my moments

You left me (yes)
You didn't give me any explanations, you son of a bitch, and you left (what?)
You violated my heart (what?), you finished it off (come on; oh-oh)
You jinxed all my moments (okay)

I got used to your voice and the way you kiss
I only think of you, your way of loving
And I'm not satisfied with anyone else (oh-oh-oh)
And I only think of your name

I got used to dancing with you
I got used to wanting you (tra, tra)
To dancing down to the floor (tra, tra)
To dealing with your spell (tra, tra)

I got used to fucking you
To dancing down to the floor (tra, tra)
To dealing with your spell (tra, tra)
I got used to fucking you (ouh)

I imagined myself (yeah) just you and me (uh-huh)
In a corner of the club feeling the rhythm (wow)
The dembow is playing, it gets into your body
And I go in without shame, let's go

And in this race there are no obstacles (no)
Nobody's gonna beat me for that ass (no)
I know you want it too, don't say you don't (okay)
Your face says you're looking for the same thing I am (let's go)

And in this race there are no obstacles
Nobody's gonna beat me for that ass
I know you want it too, don't say you don't
Your face says you're looking for the same thing I am, let's go

I got used to dancing with you
I got used to wanting you (tra, tra)
To dancing down to the floor (tra, tra)
To dealing with your spell (tra, tra)
I got used to fucking you

Yauh
Austin, baby
De La Geezy, homie (Oby)
X (what?)
Es Flow Factory
Geezy, homie
Masacre Musical, bitch (tra, tra)
To dancing down to the floor (tra, tra; uh-huh)
To dealing with your spell (tra, tra; hard)
I got used to it, muah