Текст и перевод песни DNA feat. J-King, J-King y Maximan & Maximan - Guaya Pared (feat. J-King y Maximan)

Guaya Pared (feat. J-King y Maximan)

(Jajaja) (D-Note is on the beat)
(El Sensei)

Deja el fronteo si no va' a hacer na'
Que el tiempo es oro y no quiero gastarlo, uoh-oh
Por ahí yo tengo culitos de má'
(Ese maquinón yo quiero trabajarlo, uoh)

Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'

Y lo que quieren es perreo
Guayeteo, guayeteo, guayeteo
Y lo que quieren es perreo
Báilame, uoh-oh

Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'

Y dice, wow, wow, wow, yippie yo', yippie yay
Lo que fuma es paper haze, capsuleando en la escalei
Me dicen Klay con las Thompson, ella mueve ese montón
Las flore' son to'a' verde' como si fuera 'e Boston

Es la líder del club en el Mercedes Coupe
La roleta multicolor que parece Froot Loops
Ella rastrillea y martillea
Anda la cartera con la boquifea

La falda bien mini, con más flow que Mimi
Perreando en la disco, me guaya los skinny
Es una rastri, bichi-plasti
Se lo vo'a dar como Mayweather a Davis

Y lo que quieren es perreo
Guayeteo, guayeteo, guayeteo
Y lo que quieren es perreo
Báilame, uoh-oh

Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'

No caliente' la comida si no te la va' a comer
No te pegues pa' acá, beba, si no sabes qué va' a hacer
Que yo estoy a media mecha de prender
Pero, si te va' a correr, esto si se va a joder

Se siente la presión y sube el calentón
Bailando reggaetón te guayo ese montón
Y descifrándote pa' ver si está' dispuesta
Y si tú te suelta' con la tentación

Y yo le llego con un trago en la mano
Y nos matamo' hasta que salga el sol
Bebiendo y fumando, perreando a dos mano'
Y le echamos la culpa al alcohol

Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'

Y lo que quieren es perreo
Guayeteo, guayeteo, guayeteo
Y lo que quieren es perreo
Báilame, uoh-oh

Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede'
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya pared (Gua-guaya)
Guaya pared, guaya pared, guaya parede' (Uoh-oh)

Rubbing Against the Wall (feat. J-King y Maximan)

(Jajaja) (D-Note is on the beat)
(El Sensei)

Stop the fronting if you're not going to do anything
Time is money and I don't want to waste it, whoa-oh
I got some more asses around
(I want to work that machine, whoa)

Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall

And what you want is perreo
Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing
And what you want is perreo
Dance for me, whoa-oh

Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall

And she says, wow, wow, wow, yippie yo', yippie yay
What she smokes is paper haze, capping in the Escalade
They call me Klay with the Thompsons, she moves that ass
The flowers are all green as if they were from Boston

She's the leader of the club in the Mercedes Coupe
The multicolor roulette that looks like Froot Loops
She rakes and hammers
She walks around with her wallet in her mouth

The mini skirt, with more flow than Mimi
Dancing in the club, she's rubbing her skinnies on me
She's a rake, bichi-plasti
I'm gonna give it to her like Mayweather to Davis

And what you want is perreo
Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing
And what you want is perreo
Dance for me, whoa-oh

Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall

Don't heat up the food if you're not going to eat it
Don't come close to me, baby, if you don't know what you're gonna do
I'm halfway there to light it up
But if you're going to run, this is going to be messed up

The pressure rises and the heat goes up
Dancing reggaeton I rub that ass on you
And deciphering you to see if you're willing
And if you let yourself go with temptation

And I come to you with a drink in my hand
And we kill ourselves until the sun comes up
Drinking and smoking, perreando with two hands
And we blame it on the alcohol

Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall

And what you want is perreo
Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing
And what you want is perreo
Dance for me, whoa-oh

Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Rub-rubbing)
Rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall, rubbing against the wall (Whoa-oh)