Paroles et traduction Trebol Clan feat. Héctor "El Father" & Jomar - Corre Píllala (feat. Jomar & Héctor "El Father")

Corre Píllala (feat. Jomar & Héctor "El Father")

Que, que
Llegaron Trebol Clan, y Jomar
Héctor 'el bambino'
Con Nelly, el abusador

Anda, vete, corre, píllala, píllala
Anda, vete, corre, azótala, azótala
Anda, vete, corre, cázala, cázala
(Que, que)
(Que ella baila sola)
Anda, vete, corre, píllala, píllala
Anda, vete, corre, azótala, azótala
Anda, vete, corre, cázala, cázala
(Que, que)
(Que ella baila sola)

Ella baila sola, y ya llego el bacán
Mujeres ready, o los míos te dan
Tu, bacatran, deja de estar roncando
Que no es lo mismo que tú tires que te estén tirando
Gatas perreando, las quiero ver frontear
Que hoy la pista las vamo'a reventar
Y un bambalan siempre me esta roncando
Pero las gatas ya están sueltas, y estamos cazando

Eh
(Perreando, perreando)
Eh
(Perreando, perreando)
Eh
(Perreando, perreando)
Eh...
(Perreando, jajajaja)

Sigue azotándola, píllala
Sigue azotándola, dale más
Sigue azotándola, píllala
Pégala, azótala, agárrala
Sigue azotándola, píllala
Sigue azotándola, dale más
Sigue azotándola, píllala
Pégala, azótala, agárrala

Gata frontea, pega el mahon de mi correa
A tu gato que no nade, mami, en contra de la marea
Par de cantantes que en canciones me frontean
Cuando los pillo tú los ves como gagean
Gata perrea, pega el mahon de mi correa
Siempre hay un loco que baila con la más fea
La que esta dura to' los gatos la presean
Pero esta ready, tu la vez como frontea

Eh
(Perreando, perreando)
Eh
(Perreando, perreando)

Anda, vete, corre, píllala, píllala
Anda, vete, corre, azótala, azótala
Anda, vete, corre, cázala, cázala
(Que, que)
(Que ella baila sola)
Anda, vete, corre, píllala, píllala
Anda, vete, corre, azótala, azótala
Anda, vete, corre, cázala, cázala
(Que, que)
(Que ella baila sola)

Héctor, 'el bambino'
Nelly, el arma secreta
Luny Tunes
Trebol Clan
"Los Bacatranes"
Jomar, el novato
El que los tiene a to's temblando
Gold Star Music, papi
Si es cuestión de roncar
Yo soy el rey de la roncaera
Ahora, si roncan, después no se me escondan
Jajajajaja
Vamos pa' la calle
Vamos pa' la calle
Vamos pa' la calle

Run Catch Her (feat. Jomar & Héctor "El Father")

What, what
Trebol Clan arrived, and Jomar
Héctor 'the baby'
With Nelly, the abuser

Come on, go, run, catch her, catch her
Come on, go, run, whip her, whip her
Come on, go, run, hunt her, hunt her
(What, what)
(She dances alone)
Come on, go, run, catch her, catch her
Come on, go, run, whip her, whip her
Come on, go, run, hunt her, hunt her
(What, what)
(She dances alone)

She dances alone, and the cool guy has arrived
Women ready, or my boys will give it to you
You, loser, stop snoring
It's not the same to shoot as to be shot at
Girls dancing, I want to see them front
Because today we're going to blow up the track
And a wimp is always snoring at me
But the girls are already loose, and we are hunting

Eh
(Dancing, dancing)
Eh
(Dancing, dancing)
Eh
(Dancing, dancing)
Eh...
(Dancing, hahaha)

Keep whipping her, catch her
Keep whipping her, give her more
Keep whipping her, catch her
Hit her, whip her, grab her
Keep whipping her, catch her
Keep whipping her, give her more
Keep whipping her, catch her
Hit her, whip her, grab her

Girl, front, hit the denim of my belt
To your cat who doesn't swim, baby, against the tide
A couple of singers who front me in songs
When I catch them, you see them stutter
Girl dancing, hit the denim of my belt
There's always a crazy guy dancing with the ugliest girl
The one that is hard, all the cats press her
But she is ready, you see how she fronts

Eh
(Dancing, dancing)
Eh
(Dancing, dancing)

Come on, go, run, catch her, catch her
Come on, go, run, whip her, whip her
Come on, go, run, hunt her, hunt her
(What, what)
(She dances alone)
Come on, go, run, catch her, catch her
Come on, go, run, whip her, whip her
Come on, go, run, hunt her, hunt her
(What, what)
(She dances alone)

Héctor, 'the baby'
Nelly, the secret weapon
Luny Tunes
Trebol Clan
"The Losers"
Jomar, the rookie
The one that has them all trembling
Gold Star Music, daddy
If it's about snoring
I'm the snoring king
Now, if you snore, don't hide from me later
Hahahahaha
Let's go to the streets
Let's go to the streets
Let's go to the streets