Paroles et traduction Cosculluela feat. Farruko - En La Lenta

En La Lenta

Me pongo la combi, me baño de perfume,
Mi TechnoMarine endiamantao,
Mucho penny way en mi cadena... que presume.
Las gatas me adoran, sin yo darle alas,
(Farruko)
Fácil gano cómodo, aunque me tiren la mala.
(Let's go come on come on)
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko, yo fuera bichote,
Ustedes tiradores, suban el volumen
Que están escuchando a los mejores, ni lo traten,
Porque no te va ha quedar como a nosotros.
Yo protro esta no es liga de supermotos
Esto es de un melon pa arriba y bienvenido a la secta,
La Hayabusa mete 240 en la recta,
Las gatas se me pegan porque tengo
La lechuga pa' irme de crucero todo el año
Farruko you feel me thats my life
Estoy esperando estar fuera de baif
Con el combo la gata mía y la Forty Five
Loco pa' que salga pa desenchufarte los proyectos
Del artista blanca nieve, los insectos brrr...
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.
Bienvenido a los "New Yores",
Calentando bloques no te desenfoques,
Te borramo el sello pa' que el mio se te coloque
24/7 con to' los fuletes
Las Mercedes con sistema Gabinete, homeboy.
Yo no uso blin, no me meto na', siempre estoy clean
Yo mehago el sprint dando vuelta por tu baquerin.
La BMW fría como los iglu,
Loco por pillarte a ti y hasta tu crew young murda.
Gatas en Miami, gatas en Medallo,
You gallo, ante desplomamos el guacamayo,
No olvides que nosotros controlamos el terreno
Un patinaje y te metemo freno,
Yo & Farruu...
Me pongo la combi, me baño de perfume,
Mi TechnoMarine endiamantao,
Mucho penny way en mi cadena... que presume.
Las gatas me adoran, sin yo darle alas,
Fácil gano cómodo, aunque me tiren la mala.
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.
Salgo chillin en la lenta,
Chavo, mucha vestimenta,
Gata, ya perdí la cuenta.
Si esto fuera un kiosko,
Ustedes me pagan la renta.

In The Slow Lane

I put on my outfit, I bathe in cologne,
My TechnoMarine encrusted with diamonds,
Lots of penny weight on my chain... that boasts.
The girls adore me, without me giving them wings,
(Farruko)
I win easily, comfortably, even if they throw shade.
(Let's go come on come on)
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.
If this were a kiosk, I'd be the big shot,
You shooters, turn up the volume
You're listening to the best, don't even try,
Because you won't be able to do it like us.
I assure you this is not a league of superbikes
This is for a million and up, and welcome to the sect,
The Hayabusa hits 240 on the straight,
The girls stick to me because I have
The lettuce to go cruising all year round
Farruko you feel me that's my life
I'm waiting to be out on bail
With the crew, my girl, and the Forty Five
Crazy for it to come out to unplug your projects
From the artist Snow White, the insects brrr...
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.
Welcome to the "New Yores",
Heating up blocks, don't lose focus,
We erase your stamp so that mine is placed on you
24/7 with all the guns
The Mercedes with Gabinete system, homeboy.
I don't use bling, I don't do drugs, I'm always clean
I do the sprint going around your block.
The BMW cold as the igloos,
Crazy to catch you and even your crew, young murda.
Girls in Miami, girls in Medellin,
You rooster, before we bring down the macaw,
Don't forget that we control the terrain
One skid and we'll put the brakes on you,
Yo & Farruu...
I put on my outfit, I bathe in cologne,
My TechnoMarine encrusted with diamonds,
Lots of penny weight on my chain... that boasts.
The girls adore me, without me giving them wings,
I win easily, comfortably, even if they throw shade.
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.
I go out chillin' in the slow lane,
Dude, lots of clothing,
Girl, I've lost count.
If this were a kiosk,
You guys would pay my rent.