Paroles et traduction Golden Ganga - Hit

Hit

Eres un hit.
Tienes a mi corazón palpitando beats.
De rhrytm & blues con Groove de los 70's.
Baby tu figura me encanta.
Tu mente me parece distinta.
(Young girl no te compliques)
Quiero que conmigo platiques.
Y te quites esos fucking clichés.
It's been a long time since I don't like bitches.

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.

Ando behind that body.
Tu tienes esa mente tan beauty.
Por eso mis rimas para ti son las heavy duty.
Quiero beberme tu boca de tutti-fritti.
¡Ay girl!
You better pay me attention.
Tengo full intention.
No es fucking pretention.
Amo tus sensation.
Tienes a mi mente sonriente siempre con tu semblante radiante.

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.

Eres muy class.
Eres muy chic.

Todo ese freshness me hace click.
Solo te noto un detalle bebé.
Es que te hace falta calle.
Pero no desmayes que este Gangsta winsdom no salió del valle.
Deja que te entalle para que todo estalle.
Quiero caminar de tu mano por el muelle.
Un par de copas, velas y botellas.
Champagne y las estrellas.
(Baby, baby, baby)

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
Yeah, who.

Hit

You are a hit.
You have my heart pounding beats.
Rhythm & blues with 70's groove.
Baby, I love your figure.
Your mind seems different to me.
(Young girl, don't complicate things)
I want you to talk to me.
And get rid of those fucking clichés.
It's been a long time since I don't like bitches.

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.

I'm chasing after that body.
You have such a beautiful mind.
That's why my rhymes for you are the heavy duty.
I want to drink your tutti-fritti mouth.
Oh, girl!
You better pay attention to me.
I have full intentions.
It's not fucking pretense.
I love your sensations.
Your radiant face always makes my mind smile.

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.

You are so classy.
You are so chic.

All that freshness clicks with me.
I only notice one thing about you, baby.
You need some street cred.
But don't worry, this gangsta wisdom didn't come from the valley.
Let me tailor you so that everything explodes.
I want to walk with you hand in hand on the pier.
A couple of drinks, candles, and bottles.
Champagne and the stars.
(Baby, baby, baby)

I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
I have sweet love for you
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
You gotta be mine.
Yeah, who.