Текст и перевод песни Haitam - Vagabundo Chora

Vagabundo Chora

Cê tava de rolê com o seu coração na pista
Eu todo vagabundo com ginga de manobrista
Encosta aqui que tem vaga
Depois negocia uma paga
Pode ser com esse sorriso que os moleque chora
Eu tô te filmando a umas hora
Te olho de dentro pra fora
Porquê olhar pro seu decote
Todo otário olha, todo otário olha
Mas ela ignora
Ela só quer um cara que olhe pra ela de dentro pra fora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Faço ela na rua minha dama
A sós a minha safada na cama
É puxão de cabelo
Tapa da frente do espelho
Eu vejo tua gana
Mordida
Pegada firme
Malícia quente do experiente
Trap na JBL
Luzes de um motel
Gemido na hidro quente
O fogo dessa mina louca
Não apaga tão fácil embaixo do chuveiro
Só apaga depois de dar trampo
Embaixo do lençol mordendo o travesseiro
Sei que cê gosta
Aumento a aposta
Toda ofegante
Arranhando minhas costas
Beijo molhado
Toda molhada
Com a perna tremendo
Dobrando a aposta
Joguei flores pra ela
Ela disse
Rosas amor, eu não quero não
Me tira dessa bad
Caras que ostentam garrafas
Dão depressão
Gostou do meu jeito
Moletom e jet lek
Apresenta um beck
Depois leva ela pra comer no MC
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora
Todo jet irmão que ela cola
Vagabundo chora, vagabundo chora

Vagabond Cries

You were rolling with your heart on the dance floor
I'm a total tramp with the moves of a valet
Pull over, I've got a spot
We'll negotiate a price later
It could be that smile that makes the boys cry
I've been filming you for hours
I'm looking at you from the inside out
Why would I look at your cleavage?
Every fool looks at it, every fool looks at it
But she ignores them
She just wants a guy who will look at her from the inside out
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
I make her my lady on the street
In private, she's my slut in bed
It's hair pulling
Slapping in front of the mirror
I see your hunger
Biting
Firm grip
Hot mischief from an experienced lover
Trap on the JBL
Lights of a motel
Moaning in the hot tub
The fire of this crazy girl
Doesn't go out so easily under the shower
It only goes out after she's worked up
Under the sheets, biting the pillow
I know you like it
I up the stakes
All out of breath
Scratching my back
Wet kiss
All wet
With trembling legs
Doubling the stakes
I threw flowers at her
She said
Roses, darling, I don't want them
Get me out of this mood
Guys who show off with bottles
Make me depressed
She liked my style
Hoodie and a cool jet
She offers me a joint
Then takes me to eat at McDonald's
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries
Every rich guy she hangs out with
The vagabond cries, the vagabond cries