Lyrics and translation Soto Asa - Dolce

Dolce

(Babe, ponte las Dolce)
(Las Dolce)
(High Technology en la casa)
(Hoy ponte las Dolce)
(Ponte las Dolce, ¡hu!)
(Las Dolce)

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

Tú con las Dolce Gabbana en el party tiene' estilo de criminal
Dicen que pierde las ganas de rally si llego y no le digo na'
Dile que, aunque bailemos juntitos, yo tengo el corazón parti'o por la mitad
Dice que, aunque no haya sido el mejor, como Pedro LaDroga no se pue' quitar

La Gucci era feka, era falsifica'
Pero la vacilé y la pusimo' a brillar
La llevo a un Armani, puta original
Si te pones las Dolce, puedo negocia'

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

Te lo quiero decir, te lo quiero contar
Yo la quiero pa' mí, ella quiere la mitad
Yo no sé compartir como hacen los demás
Yo la quiero partir como una instrumental (Ah)

Dile que aunque suene fina
Y me hable de la esquina, no voy a picar
Dile que aunque venga y se me haga la china
Yo sé que es mentira que eso es de fumar (Ah)

Tengo pa' darte de ma'
Pero algo me dice que tire pa'trá'
La llevo a un Armani, puta original
Con Gabbana en el party nos quieren botar (Pero)

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

Ven, ponte las Dolce (Suéltalo, Hi-Tech)
Llegamo' a la noche (Esa es la bailadera)
En los gene' lo mueve
Le da la vuelta a mis nueve (I got it)

(Ven, ponte las Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, Dolce, las Dolce)
(Ven, ponte las Dolce, Do-Do-Do)
(Ven, ponte las Dolce, Do-Do-Do)

(Ven, ponte las Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, las Dolce)
(Ven, ponte las Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, Dolce, las Dolce)

(Ven, ponte las Dolce)
(Ponte las Dolce)
(Ven, ponte las Dolce)
(Las Dolce)

Dolce

(Babe, put on the Dolce)
(The Dolce)
(High Technology in the house)
(Put on the Dolce today)
(Put on the Dolce, ¡hu!)
(The Dolce)

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

You with the Dolce Gabbana at the party have a criminal style
They say she loses the desire to rally if I arrive and don't say anything to her
Tell her that, even though we dance together, I have a broken heart in half
She says that, even though I haven't been the best, like Pedro LaDroga, she can't get rid of me

The Gucci was fake, it was counterfeit
But I hesitated and we made it shine
I take her to an Armani, original bitch
If you put on the Dolce, I can negotiate

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

I want to tell you, I want to tell you
I want her for myself, she wants half
I don't know how to share like others do
I want to split her like an instrumental (Ah)

Tell her even if it sounds fine
And she talks to me from the corner, I'm not going to bite
Tell her even if she comes and becomes Chinese to me
I know it's a lie that that's for smoking (Ah)

I have more to give you
But something tells me to pull back
I take her to an Armani, original bitch
With Gabbana at the party they want to kick us out (But)

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

Come on, put on the Dolce (Drop it, Hi-Tech)
We arrived at night (That's the dancer)
It moves in the genes
She turns my nine around (I got it)

(Come on, put on the Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, Dolce, the Dolce)
(Come on, put on the Dolce, Do-Do-Do)
(Come on, put on the Dolce, Do-Do-Do)

(Come on, put on the Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, the Dolce)
(Come on, put on the Dolce, Dolce, Dolce)
(Do-Do-Dolce, Dolce, the Dolce)

(Come on, put on the Dolce)
(Put on the Dolce)
(Come on, put on the Dolce)
(The Dolce)