Текст и перевод песни Erick Hervé feat. Yeke Boy - Dallas

Dallas

- ¿Qué haciendo, algunos cálculos?
+ Sí, estamos planeando algo para la semana
- ¿Planeando algo como qué?
+ Pa' conseguir plata
Estamos pálidos 'e plata y 'tamos planeando para...

Soy el papi, el don, el dandi
Olor a puro y a Brandy
Sprading true love, protege tu sangre
Tenéis menos gracia que Wyoming
Lávame los pies, llename la copa
Si te va de madre que nadie lo sepa
Si te va de culo que nadie lo sepa
Puretas volviendo a los 20 en guateques "remember"
Tres cuerpos en el barrio, nadie ha visto nada
Del ghetto al cielo y vuelta al ghetto, mamá sigue en casa
Por mucho mundo que veas, el que importa cabe en la palma
Hoy es un hotel de 5 pero no es tu cama
No hay karma, solo decisiones, buenas y malas
En los huesos, McConaughey en Dallas
Me llevó al desierto pa' enterrarme, se olvidó la pala (Tonto)
Deja las redes y ponte a hacer rolas
Lo que beba, lo que esnife es solo cosa mía
Van por ahí con su moral, ni que fueran la DEA
Yo tengo un plan y lo ejecuto en cuanto empieza el día
Haz lo que tengas que hacer, aunque nadie lo vea
Lo que bebas, lo que esnifes solo es cosa tuya
Solo un acompleja'o se mide la polla
O cuenta cuantas veces folla
Trapero ni con to esa guita me quitas la novia
El finde me quedo en casa viendo animes
Según Spoty' te escuchan en 130 countries (¡No mames!)
Antes era ropa guapa, ahora outfit (¡No mames!)
Esos tobillos al aire sufren, lo sabes
¿Quieres pisar el paraíso? Para eso hay que morirse, dijo
Soy de los que prefiere morir de viejo
A mi me tiene que enterrar mi hijo
Vivimos en la misma city pero MoM está muy lejos

Ah, lo estamos haciendo por ti. Para que tengas referencias
Lejos de esa mierda wack y de peña que
No sabe de que va el rollo... ¡Barras!

Dallas

- What are you guys up to, some calculations?
+ Yeah, we're planning something for the week
- Planning something like what?
+ For gettin' money
We don't have a cent to our names and we're planning to...

I'm the daddy, the don, the dandy
It smells like cigar and Brandy
Spreading true love, protect your blood
You guys are less funny than Wyoming
Wash my feet, fill my cup
If you're being crazy, don't tell anyone
If you're being an ass, don't tell anyone
Old people going back to their 20s at "remember" parties
Three dead bodies in the neighborhood, no one saw anything
From the ghetto to heaven and back to the ghetto, mom's still at home
No matter how much of the world you see, the important part fits in the palm of your hand
Today it's in a 5-star hotel, but that's not your bed
There's no karma, just decisions, good and bad
In the bones, McConaughey in Dallas
He took me to the desert to bury me, he forgot the shovel (idiot)
Get off social media and start writin' songs
What I drink, what I snort is only my business
They go around with their morals, as if they were the DEA
I have a plan, and I carry it out as soon as the day starts
Do what you need to do, even if no one sees
What you drink, what you snort is only your business
Only an insecure man measures his dick
Or counts how many times he fucks
Trapper, even with all that dough you can't take my girl from me
On the weekend, I stay home watching anime
According to Spotify, they listen to you in 130 countries (WTF?)
Before it was nice clothes, now it's an outfit (WTF?)
Those exposed ankles, you know they suffer
You want to step into paradise? For that, you have to die, he said
I'm one of those who'd rather die old
I must be buried by my son
We live in the same city, but MoM is so far away

Ah, we're doing it for you. So you have references
Far from that wack shit and people who
Don't know what this is about... Mic drop!