Текст и перевод песни Alejo - CANDY "4:00 PG"

CANDY "4:00 PG"

Baby, ya es tarde y tú sigue' en la carretera
Candy a lo Plan B
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ella tiene lista de espera

Baby, ya es tarde (ya es tarde)
Y tú sigue' en la carretera
Dijo que está en la suya
Los Phillie' en la cartera
Dios la guarde (dios la guarde)
Ella tiene lista de espera
Muchos tirando puya' y no se va con cualquiera

Tiene sed, el Pama la tiene seca
Y no sé si es la Pеrcocet
O está roleá', ya ni sé
Crеo que es Candy a lo Plan B (oh)
Bailando en la disco con la amiga pa' que le dé
Esta ennotá', ¿qué hora e'?
Son las cuatro en punto G
Tiene mas views y like' que "Pantysito" y "Te Boté"
Está roleá', ya ni sé
Creo que es Candy a lo Plan B

Ella sabe sobresalir, ella se sabe la ruta
Sus amiga' prendieron un bate, ya pásale la batuta
Pidió la Dom Péri ese splash de cherry huele rico, huele a fruta
Hoy fue pa' la disco, hoy quiere salir, se maquilla y se pone puta
Subió una foto a las rede' tranquila porque ni frontea (ni frontea)
Le gustan los verde', a ella le gusta el cheese
Ella todo se costea (se costea)
Tiene una fila de ex que parecen la CIAA y la DEA (la CIAA y la DEA)
Pa' mí que ello' tratan y tratan y tratan y no la spotean

To' el mundo la ve perreando sola
El traje se sube y se le ve to'
Otro shot y nadie la controla
Se dio una cachá y de una le entro de to'

Esta noche se dio de to'
Anda repartiendo besito', ya el lipstick se lo quitó
La cartera black, negra panther
Y el shellac color violeta como el lean
Le tiran, le tiran, le tiran, pero a todo' los deja en seen

El Favorito de las Nena'
En esta nos fuimo' lejo'
Colla, Alejo
Dime, H
Kid Kev
Jajajaja

CANDY "4:00 PM"

Baby, it's late and you're still on the road
Candy like Plan B
Oh-oh-oh-oh
She has a waiting list

Baby, it's late (it's late)
And you're still on the road
She said she's doing her own thing
Phillies in her wallet
God protect her (God protect her)
She has a waiting list
Many are trying their luck, but she doesn't go with just anyone

She's thirsty, the Pama has her dried out
And I don't know if it's the Percocet
Or she's rolling, I don't even know
I think it's Candy like Plan B (oh)
Dancing in the club with her friend so she can get some
She's faded, what time is it?
It's four o'clock PM
She has more views and likes than "Pantysito" and "Te Boté"
She's rolling, I don't even know
I think it's Candy like Plan B

She knows how to stand out, she knows the route
Her friends lit up a blunt, pass her the baton
She ordered Dom Pérignon, that cherry splash smells good, smells like fruit
Tonight she went to the club, tonight she wants to go out, she puts on makeup and gets wild
She uploaded a photo to the networks, chill because she doesn't front (she doesn't front)
She likes green, she likes the cheese
She pays for everything (she pays for everything)
She has a line of exes that look like the CIA and the DEA (the CIA and the DEA)
I think they try and try and try and can't figure her out

Everyone sees her twerking alone
Her dress rides up and everything shows
Another shot and nobody controls her
She took a hit and went all in

Tonight she went all out
She's giving out little kisses, her lipstick is already gone
Black wallet, black panther
And violet shellac like lean
They hit her up, they hit her up, they hit her up, but she leaves them all on seen

The Girls' Favorite
We went far on this one
Colla, Alejo
Tell me, H
Kid Kev
Jajajaja