Paroles et traduction KEVVO - R Sport

R Sport

Calle
Dice que soltera la pasa cabrón
Calle

Me gusta como camina (camina)
Pero má′ me gusta cuando amanece encima de mí (de mí)
Cuando sale pa' la calle, casi nunca piensa en mí
To′ lo que ella usa es de botique (-tique)
Es problemática como una forty con chip (con chip)
Me tiene loco con ese cuerpo miss petite (¡KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

Está puesta pa' la calle, mató al amor (mató al amor)
Dice que soltera la pasa cabrón
Acompaña', no sale cuando bebe alcohol
Se pone peligrosa como una R-Sport

Está puesta pa′ la calle, mató al amor (mató al amor; ¡prr!)
Dice que soltera la pasa cabrón
Acompaña′, no sale cuando bebe alcohol (yah, woh)
Se pone peligrosa como una R-Sport (¡KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

No cree en Cupido, lo mató con su R-Sport (prrr)
Desde que tiene veintiuno anda a vapor (suelta)
Tiene la vida resuelta (wow)
Le' pichea, pero tienta, al amor lo dejó en hold

Ya no cree en na′ (na'), elegancia y maldad
Se junta con su corillo, to′itas embicha'
Y no se deja, pero mide 5-1 (5-1)
Yo no fumaba, pero ahora con ella fumo (ahora e′ que fumo)

Rompe las combi' con las Retro 1 (yah, wow)
Yo te quiero en mi cama como mi desayuno (prrr)
No soy Cristiano, pero, shorty, por ti ayuno (yoh)
Me tiene' maquinando con el humo que consumo, baby (¡KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

Está puesta pa′ la calle, mató al amor (mató al amor)
Dice que soltera la pasa cabrón
Acompaña′, no sale cuando bebe alcohol
Se pone peligrosa como una R-Sport

Está puesta pa' la calle, mató al amor (mató al amor; ¡prr!)
Dice que soltera la pasa cabrón
Acompaña′, no sale cuando bebe alcohol
Se pone peligrosa como una R-Sport (prr)

Siempre está en la movie, no le pone stop (no le baja)
Se combina las Gucci con el top (oh)
Está como una Glock (prr)
Porque a su corazón le puso el lock
Se puso el bikini, se untó el sunblock (yah, wow)

Y de una pa' la playa (pa′ la playa)
A coger un suntan en la toalla (en la toalla)
Títerita como Farru y es de Baya (ja, ja)
Tiene un sexto sentido que nunca le falla (wow)
Está puesta pa' un perreito, flow Mariah (poh-poh)

Sale y llama la atención, como De La, del bloque y la sensación (¡bah!)
Piquetea guillando en la Rubicon
Ya no confía en nadie (ah-ah)
El amor va de mano con la traición por eso le dio unos poco′ a la relación

Me gusta cómo camina (camina)
Pero más me gusta cuando amanece encima de mí (de mí)
Cuando sale pa' la calle, casi nunca piensa en mí
To' lo que ella usa es de botique (-tique)
Es problemática como una forty con chip (con chip)
Me tiene loco con ese cuerpo miss petite

¡KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!
Oye, El Cotidiano, baby
Yah, Ammu-Nation
Mera dime, nube, nube, woh, ja, ja
K.A.R Beats, fuck
Dime, Jace
Una Visión Quintana
Charco, charco, woh
¡KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!

R Sport

Street
She says she has a blast being single
Street

I like the way she walks (walks)
But I like it more when she wakes up on top of me (of me)
When she goes out, she hardly ever thinks of me
Everything she wears is boutique (-tique)
She's as problematic as a chipped forty (with chip)
She drives me crazy with that miss petite body (KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

She's made for the streets, she killed love (killed love)
She says she has a blast being single
She tags along, but doesn't go out when she drinks alcohol
She gets dangerous like an R-Sport

She's made for the streets, she killed love (killed love; prr!)
She says she has a blast being single
She tags along, but doesn't go out when she drinks alcohol (yah, woh)
She gets dangerous like an R-Sport (KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

She doesn't believe in Cupid, she killed him with her R-Sport (prrr)
She's been going full steam ahead since she turned twenty-one (let go)
She has her life figured out (wow)
She gives love a nudge, but then she tempts it, leaving it on hold

She doesn't believe in anything anymore (na'), elegance and evil
She hangs out with her crew, they're all baddies
And she doesn't back down, but she's only 5-1 (5-1)
I didn't smoke, but now I smoke with her (now I smoke)

She breaks the combos with the Retro 1 (yah, wow)
I want you in my bed like my breakfast (prrr)
I'm not Cristiano, but, shorty, I fast for you (yoh)
You got me scheming with the smoke I consume, baby (KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!)

She's made for the streets, she killed love (killed love)
She says she has a blast being single
She tags along, but doesn't go out when she drinks alcohol
She gets dangerous like an R-Sport

She's made for the streets, she killed love (killed love; prr!)
She says she has a blast being single
She tags along, but doesn't go out when she drinks alcohol
She gets dangerous like an R-Sport (prr)

She's always in the movie, she doesn't press stop (she doesn't slow down)
She pairs her Gucci with the top (oh)
She's like a Glock (prr)
Because she put a lock on her heart
She put on her bikini, she smeared on the sunblock (yah, wow)

And straight to the beach (to the beach)
To get a suntan on the towel (on the towel)
She's tiny like Farru and she's from Baya (ha, ha)
She has a sixth sense that never fails her (wow)
She's ready for a doggystyle, Mariah flow (poh-poh)

She goes out and gets attention, like De La, from the block and the sensation (bah!)
She shows off, rolling in the Rubicon
She doesn't trust anyone anymore (ah-ah)
Love goes hand in hand with betrayal, that's why she gave the relationship a few blows

I like the way she walks (walks)
But I like it more when she wakes up on top of me (of me)
When she goes out, she hardly ever thinks of me
Everything she wears is boutique (-tique)
She's as problematic as a chipped forty (with chip)
She drives me crazy with that miss petite body

KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!
Hey, El Cotidiano, baby
Yah, Ammu-Nation
Tell me, cloud, cloud, woh, ha, ha
K.A.R Beats, fuck
Tell me, Jace
A Visión Quintana
Charco, charco, woh
KEVVO, KEVVO, KEVVO, prr!