Paroles et traduction Flashy Ice Cream feat. Lildami - Salsa

Salsa

Cuinant hits en el microwave
Els cuiners de la nova wave
No et molaria estar a la meva pell, ei (Eh, eh)
Qui em cuidara' quan jo sigui vell?

Rebentant-me el fetge, boy feel like foie gras (eh)
Fem pempins a trave's del cel·lular amb el de live
Money, pasta, em sobren ous i tinc la sauce (sauce)
Primer mengen amics, si sobra despre's menjo jo
Money, el blat, menu' per tres esta' pagat
5 estrelles Michelin, tothom vol provar els meus plats

Sempre vull me's i el que tinc sembla poc
I ara ja e's tard per canviar, ho sento aixi' e's com soc
Tinc els millors ingredients i so'n tots de proximitat, ei
Porto or a les dents i mossego sense pietat, ei
Crema catalana, em sento com mel i el mato'
Buscar-se el bistec amb mi e's demanar l'extremuncio', Dami!

Cuinant hits en el microwave (en el microwave)
Els cuiners de la nova wave (de la nova wave)
No et molaria estar a la meva pell, ei
Qui em cuidara' quan jo sigui vell?

Giancana sempre amb gana, pana, El Bulli, cuina catalana
Enciam del diable, portant el formatge a casa
I ara hala hala, steak ta'rtar de Pari's
I ara paga, paga, la cirera del pasti's
Oh shit, el seu pre'ssec pot amb mi
Bad bi, un bon vi, com un single en repeat (I ara)

Nena vine amb mi, hurry up
Que estem menjant el postre i aquests van pel primer plat (I ara)

Acompanyo la velada amb el millor champagne
I m'ajunto amb persones que em fan seguir somiant
Se' triar el meu plat, yeh, se' qui e's de veritat, yeh
Tot i m'han fallat, yeh, es nota qui e's de veritat
Tens la cadena que et pesa del coll i la felicitat per el terra
Me's val ser ric en amor, la teva gent que et recolzi a les esquenes
Corren, corren, corren i nome's surt bad fast food
Volen cuinar com a casa, pero' no els hi surt (Yah)
Vols ser com nosaltres, no t'apropes ni una mica
Del negoci cuino grassa i tu esta's rentant la pica, yeh
Molts anells a la lliga, el teu equip fa figa
I ens copiara's
Pero' no viura's la nostra vida

Cuinant hits en el microwave (en el microwave)
Els cuiners de la nova wave (de la nova wave)
No et molaria estar a la meva pell
(No et molaria estar a la meva pell)
Qui em cuidara' quan jo sigui gran
(Qui em cuidara' quan jo sigui gran)

Nena vine amb mi, hurry up
Que estem menjant el postre i aquest van pel primer plat, yeh
Nena vine amb mi, hurry up
Que tots aquests panolis ara volen collir el blat
Fla-Fla-Flashy Ice Cream
The fucking DAAX

Salsa

Cooking up hits in the microwave
The cooks of the new wave
Wouldn't you love to be in my shoes, hey? (Eh, eh)
Who will take care of me when I'm old?

Busting my liver, boy feel like foie gras (eh)
Making stacks through the phone with the live feature
Money, pasta, I got eggs to spare and I got the sauce (sauce)
Friends eat first, if there's anything left over I'll eat it myself
Money, dough, menu for three is paid for
5 Michelin stars, everyone wants to try my dishes

I always want more and what I have seems insufficient
And now it's too late to change, I'm sorry that's just how I am
I have the best ingredients and they are all locally sourced, hey
I wear gold on my teeth and bite without mercy, hey
Crema Catalana, I feel like honey and I kill it
Looking for the steak with me is asking for extinction, Dami!

Cooking up hits in the microwave (in the microwave)
The cooks of the new wave (of the new wave)
Wouldn't you love to be in my shoes, hey?
Who will take care of me when I'm old?

Giancana always hungry, pana, El Bulli, Catalan cuisine
Devil's lettuce, bringing the cheese home
And now hala hala, steak tartare from Paris
And now pay up, pay up, the cherry on top
Oh shit, her peach can handle me
Bad bi, a good wine, like a single on repeat (And now)

Girl, come with me, hurry up
We're eating dessert and these guys are going for the first course (And now)

I accompany the evening with the best champagne
And I surround myself with people who make me keep dreaming
I know how to choose my dish, yeh, I know who is real, yeh
Even though they have failed me, yeh, you can tell who is real
You have the chain weighing down your neck and happiness on the ground
I'd rather be rich in love, your people supporting you
They run, run, run and only bad fast food comes out
They want to cook like at home, but it doesn't work out for them (Yah)
You want to be like us, you don't even come close
I cook up fat in the business and you're washing dishes, yeh
Many rings on the league, your team sucks
And they will copy us
But they will never live our life

Cooking up hits in the microwave (in the microwave)
The cooks of the new wave (of the new wave)
Wouldn't you love to be in my shoes?
(Wouldn't you love to be in my shoes?)
Who will take care of me when I'm old?
(Who will take care of me when I'm old?)

Girl, come with me, hurry up
We're eating dessert and these guys are going for the first course, yeh
Girl, come with me, hurry up
All these fools now want to reap the wheat
Fla-Fla-Flashy Ice Cream
The fucking DAAX