Paroles et traduction en anglais Ryo feat. dec4y - Jet Lag

Jet Lag

(Whatever)

Sufro Jet Lag y me cuesta verte y no es aposta
Si me da igual si tu ganas ya deal a mi costa
Que mas dará tu no sirvas ya pa' otra cosa
Acuéstala a ver si pillas gyal un par de historias

Tengo racks que no cuentan pero piden más
Y me da igual, pero será porque ella me ayuda
Si no me cuido nada shawty te dejaré viuda
Déjame rosas en mi entierro y escupe en mi tumba

(Fa, fa, fa, fa)

Y escupe en mi tumba
Y escupe en mi tumba
Y escupe en mi tumba
Y no me pidas más que eso me asusta

Tu me jodes y se que te gusta
Tu princesa gira ya esa tomba
Jodimos cari no hay luz ya
Retraso ya el pago que le jodan

No hay pasta shawty no hay paz
Y es que tu te lo gastas en aparentar
Y que mas dará shawty tu eres perfecta
No necesitas ya trapos pa' aumentar tu belleza

Es un gil ese, tu finesa
A ese Ken su Barbie le resta
Distancia entre tu y esa
No vaya a ser que la líes que a ti se te va la testa

Sufro Jet Lag y me cuesta verte y no es aposta
Si me da igual si tu ganas ya deal a mi costa
Que mas dará tu no sirvas ya pa' otra cosa
Acuéstala a ver si pillas gyal un par de historias

Tengo racks que no cuentan pero piden más
Y me da igual, pero será porque ella me ayuda
Si no me cuido nada shawty te dejaré viuda
(Wah, wah, wah)

(Hahaha)
(Okey, okey, okey)
(Te dejaré viuda)
(Wahh!)

Jet Lag

(Whatever)

I suffer from jet lag and it's hard to see you, and it's not on purpose
I don't care if you win, the deal's on me
What does it matter, you're no good for anything else
Put her to bed, see if you can get a couple of stories, girl

I've got racks they don't count but they ask for more
And I don't care, but it's because she helps me
If I don't take care of myself, shawty, I'll leave you a widow
Leave roses on my grave and spit on my tomb

(Fa, fa, fa, fa)

And spit on my tomb
And spit on my tomb
And spit on my tomb
And don't ask me for more, that scares me

You mess with me and I know you like it
Your princess, spin that tomb already
We messed up, babe, there's no light anymore
I'm delaying the payment, screw them

No money shawty, no peace
And you spend it all on appearances
And what does it matter shawty, you're perfect
You don't need any more rags to increase your beauty

He's a fool, your finesse
That Ken, his Barbie holds him back
Distance between you and her
Don't mess it up, you lose your head easily

I suffer from jet lag and it's hard to see you, and it's not on purpose
I don't care if you win, the deal's on me
What does it matter, you're no good for anything else
Put her to bed, see if you can get a couple of stories, girl

I've got racks they don't count but they ask for more
And I don't care, but it's because she helps me
If I don't take care of myself, shawty, I'll leave you a widow
(Wah, wah, wah)

(Hahaha)
(Okay, okay, okay)
(I'll leave you a widow)
(Wahh!)