Paroles et traduction Oscu feat. Gsaias, Luck Ra & Lau G - Santa - Remix (feat. Lau G)

Santa - Remix (feat. Lau G)

Y ahora qué pasó con to' eso' que hablaban
Les pasé por al lado y me les río en su cara
Estoy en el Polo Norte juntando ice
Ya tengo la cadena y la boca congelada

Estoy como Santa, las prendas son tantas
Sé que me idolatran, cópienme si les alcanza
Ser estrella cansa, pero llena la panza
Y a los que me tiran la mala, les digo que

Ya no los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo
Ya no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero en mi calle to' se cayeron

No los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo
Ya no les veo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero en mi calle to' se cayeron

Oh, por eso ella pide lighter, lighter
Me busca por la night, night
Porque yo sí hago que salte, salte
Y no me cabe dentro del pantalón, oh

Baby, ponte encima mío
Me araña la espalda fijo
Me dice que quiero un hijo
Y no
Me dice' y yo te la aplico
Pero no pidas castigo
Si no te la va' a comer, ey
En mi calle, to' se cayeron
En mi cara, to' se callaron
Tu ho quiero flow navideño
Pide que le regale palo

Tu crew tiene el hocico abierto
De tanto que me lo mamaron
Pasé al club y ya no me vieron
Papi, ando en un VIP privado

Y ahora yo la tengo loca
Miro ese culo cómo rebota
Siempre anda con poca ropa
Y morena como mocca

Ey, decime, rey, 'cause money rains
En medio de sus gomas, tiro champagne
No me conocía hasta que le dio play
La tengo enganchada como la cocaine

Ya no los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo, yeh
Ya no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero en mi calle to' se cayeron

Ya no los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo
Ya no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero en mi calle to' se cayeron

Todos tus amigos me vieron
Vacilando a las 4AM por el barrio y en cuero
Con la música al mango, nos miró el patrullero
Y yo pasé como si nada, con 10 gramos y medio

Y ahora me vienen a hablar de calle
Todos esos nene' sáquense los disfraces
Critiquen qué les conviene, está de moda tirarme
Pero voy en BM, no llegan sus mensajes

Baby, uh
Sangre azul, to'a mi blood se congeló (se congeló)
Es que, bae, me hace falta tu calor (tu calor)
Solo olvida to' lo malo que pasó, que pasó, que pasó, eh

Ya no los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio y esos fakes me miran feo
Yo no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero no hay calle entonces to' se cayeron

Se rebalsa mi vaso, no pasa na'
Me la paso esperando en la madruga'
Solo vente, que así vas a estar mejor, ma'
Quiero tu calor, ma', escapémonos, ah

Se rebalsa mi vaso, no pasa na'
Me la paso esperando en la madruga'
Solo vente, que así vas a estar mejor, ma'
Quiero tu calor, ma', escapémonos, ah

Ya no los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo
Ya no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero en mi calle to' se cayeron

No los veo
Estoy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
Voy pa'l estudio fumando y me miran feo
Ya no los veo, ustedes hablan de calle
Pero no hay calle entonces se cayeron

Santa - Remix (feat. Lau G)

And now what happened to all that talk?
I walked right past them and laughed in their faces.
I'm at the North Pole collecting ice.
I already have the chain and a frozen mouth.

I'm like Santa, I have so many clothes
I know they idolize me, copy me if you can reach
Being a star is tiring, but it fills my belly
And to those who wish me bad luck, I tell them

I don't see them anymore
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the street
But on my street everything fell apart

I don't see them
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly
I don't see them anymore, you talk about the street
But on my street everything fell apart

Oh, that's why she asks for a lighter, lighter
She looks for me at night, night
Because I make her jump, jump
And it doesn't fit in my pants, oh

Baby, get on top of me
She always scratches my back
She tells me she wants a son
And no
She tells me and I apply it to you
But don't ask for punishment
If I'm not going to eat it, hey
On my street, everything fell apart
In my face, everyone shut up
You ho want Christmas flow
Ask him to give you a stick

Your crew has their snouts open
From sucking me so much
I went to the club and they didn't see me anymore
Daddy, I'm in a private VIP

And now I have her crazy
I watch that ass bounce
She's always wearing skimpy clothes
And brown like mocha

Hey, tell me, king, 'cause money rains
In the middle of her tires, I throw champagne
She didn't know me until she hit play
I have her hooked like cocaine

I don't see them anymore
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly, yeah
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the street
But on my street everything fell apart

I don't see them anymore
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the street
But on my street everything fell apart

All your friends saw me
Partying at 4AM around the neighborhood and naked
With the music blasting, the patrolman saw us
And I passed as if nothing had happened, with 10 and a half grams

And now you come to talk to me about the street
All those kids take off their costumes
Criticize what suits you, it's fashionable to throw me
But I'm going in a BM, your messages don't arrive

Baby, uh
Blue blood, all my blood froze (froze)
It's just that, bae, I need your warmth (your warmth)
Just forget everything bad that happened, that happened, that happened, huh

I don't see them anymore
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I go to the studio and those fakes look at me ugly
I don't believe them, you talk about the street
But there's no street so they all fell

My cup overflows, nothing happens'
I spend my time waiting in the wee hours'
Just come, you'll be better that way, ma'
I want your warmth, ma', let's escape, ah

My cup overflows, nothing happens'
I spend my time waiting in the wee hours'
Just come, you'll be better that way, ma'
I want your warmth, ma', let's escape, ah

I don't see them anymore
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the street
But on my street everyone fell apart

I don't see them
I'm like Santa, for 200 in a sleigh
I'm going to the studio smoking and they look at me ugly
I don't see them anymore, you talk about the street
But there's no street so they fell