Lyrics and translation Mike Díaz - Kool-Aid

Kool-Aid

To fresco my climb Clint
Esa mujer esta muy tensa men (Oh)
Su boca quiere algo que (Oh)
Tal vez no lo conoce (Oh)
To fresco my Climb Clint
Esa mujer esta muy tensa men (Oh)
Su boca quiere algo que (Oh)
Tal vez no lo conoce (Oh)
To fresco my Climb Clint

Cuando una ataca por mi tráquea escucho voces que llaman
Me imagino Ixtapa con coñac en la papa
Escapa de la matraca paso por Pisis
Dobles pintarme una Fitness del sobre
Helicópteros retumban mi oído
Pegando el corazón mientras contemplo el sol, yo voy,
Con poision el don del blunt
Si acabo es un Top Stone toy en Vietcon
Viajo ribo trill sonriendole a la Phill
Mientras preparo el Coolei con bolsa de 5 mil
Timberl Cake listo para digerir
Pura caca de monkey no creas que es de Postres Slip
Entro a la tienda Gucci a piñar estuches
Para unas pussys y que se ponchen en el Jacuzzi
Tratarlas bien y sin nada de golpes,
Pintar su nombre en el vidrio toda la noche
Con yeyo The Get New en Play Boy
Como woody idiota al cuadrado igual a Biga Mo
Mami como siento manchado tu Ruiz Bwiton
Si me prueba repite se come un sal de uvas picot

Esa mujer esta muy tensa men (Oh)
Su boca quiere algo que (Oh)
Tal vez no lo conoce (Oh)
To fresco my Climb Clint

Esa mujer esta muy tensa men (Oh)
Su boca quiere algo que (Oh)
Tal vez no lo conoce (Oh)
To fresco my Climb Clint

Kool-Aid

My dear, when I climb, Clint
That woman is so tense (Oh)
Her mouth wants something (Oh)
Perhaps she doesn't know (Oh)
My dear, when I Climb, Clint
That woman is so tense (Oh)
Her mouth wants something (Oh)
Perhaps she doesn't know (Oh)
My dear, when I Climb, Clint

When one attacks my trachea, I hear voices calling
I imagine Ixtapa with cognac in my hand
Escaping the clamor, I pass through Pisis
Doubles paint me a Fitness from the envelope
Helicopters rumble in my ear
Pounding my heart as I gaze at the sun, I go,
With the gift of the poison blunt
If I end up in a Top Stone, I'm in Viet Cong
I travel trill, smiling at the Phill
While I prepare the Coolie with a 5K bag
Timberl Cake ready to digest
Pure monkey shit, don't think it's dessert slip
I enter the Gucci store to steal cases
For some pussies to pop in the Jacuzzi
Treating them well and without any beatings,
Painting their names on the glass all night long
With coke The Get New in Play Boy
Like a square idiot, woody, equals Biga Mo
Baby, how I feel for staining your Ruiz Bwiton
If she tastes it again, she'll eat a salty grape picot

That woman is so tense (Oh)
Her mouth wants something (Oh)
Perhaps she doesn't know (Oh)
My dear, when I Climb, Clint

That woman is so tense (Oh)
Her mouth wants something (Oh)
Perhaps she doesn't know (Oh)
My dear, when I Climb, Clint