Paroles et traduction Aissa feat. Delaossa & Lucas Otero - Uh Mama

Uh Mama

¿Y ese piquete, prima? (Baby)
Válgame (I like your style)
Damn, girl (I like your style)
Luca Loko (I like you, Space Hammurabi, Delaossa)
Uh mama, uh mama (Prr-prr), uh mama, uh mama (Oh, fuck, we nice, yeah)
Uh mama, uh mama (Aissa, Aissa), yeh (Aissa, nigga, eh)

Uh mama, este mundo es feo, pero tú ere′ un bellezón
Uh mama, tu forma de combinar la ropa me mató
Uh mama, eres atrevida, se ve que la calle te amamantó
Uh mama, sé que no te le temes a na' y le echas ovarios a to′

Ella se ve tremenda con o sin las prendas
Sabe que por ella babean to' esos mendas
Nadie jamás se le ha colado entre las piernas
Su cuerpo es todo curvas, no hay ninguna recta

Gucci, Prada, Chanel o Dior
Tú usas to' esas marcas que ella jamás tuvo
Y no paró hasta que las consiguió
Su piquete expresa lo que su mente no pudo, oh, oh

Sus Jordan One son made in Taiwan
Con un tipo flow, que ni siquiera lo′ hay por ahí
No-no, no-no
Nunca va formal, sale cada fucking night
Con su chandalito de Nike, con su chandalito de Nike
Man we ballin′, jah

Uh mama, este mundo es feo, pero tú ere' un bellezón
Uh mama, tu forma de combinar la ropa me mató
Uh mama, eres atrevida, se ve que la calle te amamantó
Uh mama, sé que no te le temes a na′ y le echas ovarios a to'

Sh-sh, eh, Space Hammu
La primera vez que la vi me quedé loco
Iba roqueando ese bikini de coco
En una fiesta de Madrid con un Martini Rosso
Mami, a ti to′as las marcas te quieren hacer sponsor

Pero ese estilo cotiza, ma', tú estás cara
Subiste sola sin mirar el flush o la fama
Una niña humilde de barrio que no tuvo nada
Aunque ahora fuerte se le ve el dolor en la mirada, eh

Cuando ella llega sube el nivel por mil
Solo con verla sabes que es una G
Porque en ese cuerpo queda to′ mejor
Da igual Jordan, TN o 97
Todo lo que se ponga cobra otro color
Y aunque sea barato gana valor porque

Uh mama, este mundo es feo, pero tú ere' un bellezón
Uh mama, tu forma de combinar la ropa me mató
Uh mama, eres atrevida, se ve que la calle te amamantó
Uh mama, sé que no te le temes a na' y le echas ovarios a to′

Uh Mama

¿Y ese piquete, prima? (Baby)
Válgame (I like your style)
Damn, girl (I like your style)
Luca Loko (I like you, Space Hammurabi, Delaossa)
Uh mama, uh mama (Prr-prr), uh mama, uh mama (Oh, fuck, we nice, yeah)
Uh mama, uh mama (Aissa, Aissa), yeh (Aissa, nigga, eh)

Uh mama, this world is ugly, but you're a beauty
Uh mama, your way of combining clothes killed me
Uh mama, you're sassy, it looks like the street suckled you
Uh mom, I know you're not afraid of na' and you throw ovaries to...'

She looks tremendous with or without the garments
She knows that they drool over her to 'those mendas
No one has ever slipped between his legs
Her body is all curves, there is no straight

Gucci, Prada, Chanel or Dior
You use to' those marks that she never had
And he didn't stop until he got them
His picket line expresses what his mind couldn't, oh, oh

Their Jordan One are made in Taiwan
With a flow guy, who doesn't even 'there's out there
No-no, no-no
He never goes formal, he goes out every fucking night
With his Nike tracksuit, with his Nike tracksuit
Man we're ballin', jah

Uh mama, this world is ugly, but you're a beauty
Uh mama, your way of combining clothes killed me
Uh mama, you're sassy, it looks like the street suckled you
Uh mom, I know you're not afraid of na' and you throw ovaries to...'

Sh-sh, eh, Space Hammu
The first time I saw her I went crazy
I was rocking that coconut bikini
At a party in Madrid with a Rosso Martini
Mommy, the brands want to make you a sponsor

But that style quotes, ma', you're expensive
You came up alone without looking at the flush or the fame
A humble neighborhood girl who had nothing
Although now strong you can see the pain in his eyes, eh

When she arrives she raises the level by a thousand
Just by looking at her you know she's a G
Because in that body it looks to' better
It doesn't matter Jordan, TN or 97
Everything you put on takes on a different color
And even if it is cheap it gains value because

Uh mama, this world is ugly, but you're a beauty
Uh mama, your way of combining clothes killed me
Uh mama, you're sassy, it looks like the street suckled you
Uh mom, I know you're not afraid of na' and you throw ovaries to...'