Paroles et traduction Ryan Castro - NCA

NCA

Oe-oe-oh
Porque desde que yo te vi supe que quería tenerte
Perrearte, guayarte hasta por la mañana
SOG (oe-oe-oh)

Baby, es que tú no sabe' en qué te metiste (tra, tra)
Te estoy hipnotizando, ven a mí
El flowcito que te canto hará que te desvista' (tra, tra)
Y hagas cosita' para mí
Baby, ¿tú a qué está' jugando? ¿En qué me metiste? (Tra, tra)
Me estás hipnotizando, voy a ti
Con esos ojito' de ángel, pasada de lista (tra, tra)
Yo hago cosita' para ti

Llegamo' al VIP con tremenda nota (pu-pu-pu)
La disimulo con gafas, no se nota
A mi lado una chimbita, tremenda morenota (SOG)
Caminando hasta las nalgas le rebotan

Neas con actitud en medio de la multitud
Brillando, somos perlas, somos gemas, hey
Mujeres en la disco nos modelan
Sensación del bloque como Randy y como De La (SOG; oe-oe-oh)

Baby, es que tú no sabe' en qué te metiste (tra, tra)
Te estoy hipnotizando, ven a mí
El flowcito que te canto hará que te desvista' (tra, tra)
Y hagas cosita' para mí
Baby, ¿tú a qué está' jugando? ¿En qué me metiste? (Tra, tra)
Me estás hipnotizando, voy a ti
Con esos ojito' de ángel, pasada de lista (tra, tra)
Yo hago cosita' para ti

Hey, hey, ruédelo, güey
Estamo' facturando 4:20 every day
Mientra' más caminamo', la bolsita más llenamo'
Las mujere' nos aclaman, con el juego nos quedamo'
Y digo: "hey, hey, ruédelo, güey"
Estamo' facturando 4:20 every day
Mientra' más caminamo', la bolsita más llenamo'
Las mujere' nos aclaman, con el juego nos quedamo'

Oe-oe-oh
Porque desde que yo te vi supe que quería tenerte
Perrearte, guayarte hasta por la-
SOG (oe-oe-oh)

Baby, es que tú no sabe' en qué te metiste (tra, tra)
Te estoy hipnotizando, ven a mí
El flowcito que te canto hará que te desvista' (tra, tra)
Y hagas cosita' para mí
Baby, ¿tú a qué está' jugando? ¿En qué me metiste? (Tra, tra)
Me estás hipnotizando, voy a ti
Con esos ojito' de ángel, pasada de lista (tra, tra)
Yo hago cosita' para ti

Dímelo, SOG
Yeah
The Ryan Castro, King Castro, yeah
Es el cantante del ghetto
Yeah
Mamacita
Rrr, dímelo, SOG
The Ryan Castro, King Castro
We got the sauce, baby, uh
Pu-pu-pum

NCA

Hey-hey-oh
Because ever since I saw you, I knew I wanted to have you
Dance with you, party with you until the morning
SOG (hey-hey-oh)

Baby, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into (tra, tra)
I'm hypnotizing you, come to me
This little flow I'm singing will make you undress (tra, tra)
And do little things for me
Baby, what are you playing at? What have you gotten me into? (Tra, tra)
You're hypnotizing me, I'm coming to you
With those angel eyes, way too hot (tra, tra)
I'll do little things for you

We arrive at the VIP with a tremendous high (pu-pu-pu)
I hide it with glasses, it doesn't show
Beside me a hottie, a tremendous brunette (SOG)
Walking, her butt bounces

Girls with attitude in the middle of the crowd
Shining, we're pearls, we're gems, hey
Women in the disco model for us
Sensation of the block like Randy and like De La (SOG; hey-hey-oh)

Baby, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into (tra, tra)
I'm hypnotizing you, come to me
This little flow I'm singing will make you undress (tra, tra)
And do little things for me
Baby, what are you playing at? What have you gotten me into? (Tra, tra)
You're hypnotizing me, I'm coming to you
With those angel eyes, way too hot (tra, tra)
I'll do little things for you

Hey, hey, roll it, dude
We're making money 4:20 every day
The more we walk, the more we fill the bag
The women acclaim us, we win the game
And I say: "hey, hey, roll it, dude"
We're making money 4:20 every day
The more we walk, the more we fill the bag
The women acclaim us, we win the game

Hey-hey-oh
Because ever since I saw you I knew I wanted to have you
Dance with you, party with you until the-
SOG (hey-hey-oh)

Baby, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into (tra, tra)
I'm hypnotizing you, come to me
This little flow I'm singing will make you undress (tra, tra)
And do little things for me
Baby, what are you playing at? What have you gotten me into? (Tra, tra)
You're hypnotizing me, I'm coming to you
With those angel eyes, way too hot (tra, tra)
I'll do little things for you

Tell me, SOG
Yeah
The Ryan Castro, King Castro, yeah
He's the singer from the ghetto
Yeah
Baby girl
Rrr, tell me, SOG
The Ryan Castro, King Castro
We got the sauce, baby, uh
Pu-pu-pum