Текст и перевод песни Cosculluela - Yo No Se Bailar

Yo No Se Bailar

El Princi, ma'
Look good

Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(¿Tú me estás mirando? Are you lookin' at me?)
Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(You lookin' at me? You lookin' at me?)
Porque yo no sé bailar (Auh)
Bie-e-en
Bie-e-e-e-en (Oh, no)
Bie-e-en
Porque yo no sé bailar (Ok)
Bie-e-e-en (One time)
Bie-e-e-e-en (Two times)
Bie-e-en

(Mami)
Que se rompa la casa (Auh)
Esta nota no se me disfraza
Estoy fuera del planeta, como NASA
Volando en la nave y busco aterrizaje, pero suave (Ah)
Desde que te vi me tienes grave

En la pista no cabe la gente (Uuuh)
Pero mami, yo estoy mal, no me funciona la mente
Las orejas calientes
Un tumba'o al caminar que es indecente

Y donde yo te pille, ma', te lleva la corriente (Brrr)
Un rose, no quieres que te acose
Ella camina la pista como en pasarela, haciendo pose'
Un viaje ligando sus tatuajes de oídos
Que son doble sentido, ma', hey baby

Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(Tú me estás mirando y bailas bien, pero, there's a problem)
Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(Yo no sé bailar, mami, pero chequéate esta carambeta)
Porque yo no sé bailar (Auh)
Bie-e-en (¿No? ¿No te gusta?)
Bie-e-e-e-en (Jajajajaja)
Bie-e-en
Porque yo no sé bailar
Bie-e-e-en
Bie-e-e-e-en
Bie-e-en (Oh, no, no, no)

Inhalas el humo, exhala
Haciendo que la nube me acorrala
Y se me pegan to'a las vibras malas
Salta conmigo pa' ver si usted se resbala
Y pasamos de la disco a la sala de casa (Pow, pow)
Pumba, pon el pestillo pa' que no incumba
Cuando las paredes se derrumban

Retumba la casa y yo saco la botella y las tazas
Bebemos y chequeamos lo que pasa, ma'
Aún lleva una mirada que me busca
Una falda que se ajusta
Un escote que es de mala conducta
Y me gusta, disculpa que la interrumpa
Pero me tiene mal y no es mi culpa, na'

Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(Mami, tú eres bien y to', pero vente pa' acá)
Tú me miras y yo te miro en la pista bailando, qué mal
(Rememba', I can't dance, mama, no, no, no, no)
Porque yo no sé bailar
Bie-e-en (El Princi')
Bie-e-e-e-en
Bie-e-en
Porque yo no sé bailar
Bie-e-e-en
Bie-e-e-e-en
Bie-e-en

Directamente desde el año 3000
El Princi'
I'm coming for you
The Brain, El Mueka
Echo, The Lab
Young Hollywood
Young Hollywood, jaja
Is Rottweilas Inc, baby

I Can't Dance

El Princi, ma'
Look good

You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(Are you looking at me? Are you lookin' at me?)
You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(You lookin' at me? You lookin' at me?)
Because I can't dance (Auh)
We-e-ll
We-e-e-ell (Oh, no)
We-e-ll
Because I can't dance (Ok)
We-e-e-ell (One time)
We-e-e-ell (Two times)
We-e-ll

(Baby)
Let the house break down (Auh)
This beat can't be disguised
I'm off the planet, like NASA
Flying in the spaceship and looking for a landing, but smooth (Ah)
Since I saw you, you've got me bad

There's no room on the dance floor (Uuuh)
But baby, I'm messed up, my mind isn't working
My ears are burning
A stumble when I walk that's indecent

And wherever I catch you, ma', the current will take you (Brrr)
A brush, you don't want me to harass you
She walks the floor like on a catwalk, striking poses
A trip linking her ear tattoos
That are double meaning, ma', hey baby

You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(You're looking at me and you dance well, but, there's a problem)
You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(I can't dance, baby, but check out this little move)
Because I can't dance (Auh)
We-e-ll (No? You don't like it?)
We-e-e-ell (Hahahahaha)
We-e-ll
Because I can't dance
We-e-e-ell
We-e-e-ell
We-e-ll (Oh, no, no, no)

You inhale the smoke, exhale
Making the cloud corner me
And all the bad vibes stick to me
Jump with me to see if you slip
And we go from the club to the living room (Pow, pow)
Boom, put the latch on so it doesn't concern
When the walls come crashing down

The house rumbles and I take out the bottle and the cups
We drink and we check out what's happening, ma'
You still have a look that seeks me out
A skirt that fits tight
A neckline that's misbehaving
And I like it, excuse me for interrupting
But you've got me bad and it's not my fault, nah'

You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(Baby, you're good and all, but come over here)
You look at me and I look at you dancing on the floor, damn
(Rememba', I can't dance, mama, no, no, no, no)
Because I can't dance
We-e-ll (El Princi')
We-e-e-ell
We-e-ll
Because I can't dance
We-e-e-ell
We-e-e-ell
We-e-ll

Directly from the year 3000
El Princi'
I'm coming for you
The Brain, El Mueka
Echo, The Lab
Young Hollywood
Young Hollywood, jaja
Is Rottweilas Inc, baby