Ganster - J Balvin перевод на английский

Ganster

Bebé, bebé, qué rico verte
¿Solo los dos o está má' gente?
Gánster, la bebé se cree un gánster
Tiene la calle picante
Y ayer subió una story pa dejarme saber

Que está loca por pillarme
Y que de esa noche no pudo despedirse
Mami, quisieras guillarme
Pero no vo'a pichar una' nalga' de ese calibre
¿Pa qué ocultar la realidad, bebé?
Nos mata la curiosidad, ¿no ve'?
Fuiste tú quién me calentaste
Y yo con ganas de darte y tú ni te despediste

Ven, mami, mami, mami, ven p'acá, ven p'acá (tiene la calle picante)
Ven, mami, mami, mami, ven p'acá, ven p'acá

La nena tiene como 50 locos, detrás se presentan
Pero a ninguno se lo da, mera vuelta
Un culo grande donde agarrar, siempre suelta
Ella nunca ha estado amarrá

Mami, móntate, esa carita que
A mí me dice que saliste con un piquete
Está tan buena que le tiran hasta mujere
Quiero mandarte fuego y no por internet

Dale, si te quieres subir
Quiero escuchar gemir
Cuando el pelo te jale
Porque aquí todo se vale

Está loca por pillarme
Y que de esa noche no pudo despedirse
Mami, quisieras guillarme
Pero no vo'a pichar una' nalga' de ese calibre
¿Pa qué ocultar la realidad, bebé?
Nos mata la curiosidad, ¿no ve'?
Fuiste tú quién me calentaste
Y yo con ganas de darte y tú ni te despediste

Que está loca por pillarme
Y que de esa noche no pudo despedirse
Mami, quisieras guillarme
Pero no vo'a pichar una' nalga' de ese calibre
¿Pa qué ocultar la realidad, bebé?
Nos mata la curiosidad, ¿no ve'?
Fuiste tú quién me calentaste
Y yo con ganas de darte y tú ni te despediste

Coqueteo, guayeteo, coqueteo, guayeteo
Coqueteo, guayeteo, coqueteo, guayeteo
Coqueteo, guayeteo, coqueteo, guayeteo
Coqueteo, guayeteo, coqueteo, guayeteo

Gangster

Baby, baby, so good to see you
Just the two of us or are there more people?
Gangster, the baby thinks she's a gangster
She's got the streets on fire
And yesterday she posted a story to let me know

That she's dying to get with me
And that she couldn't say goodbye that night
Baby, you'd like to steer me
But I'm not gonna tap some ass of that caliber
Why hide the reality, baby?
Curiosity is killing us, can't you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I wanted to give it to you and you didn't even say goodbye

Come on, baby, baby, baby, come here, come here (she's got the streets on fire)
Come on, baby, baby, baby, come here, come here

The girl has like 50 crazy guys, they show up behind her
But she doesn't give it to any of them, just turns around
A big ass to grab, always loose
She's never been tied down

Baby, get on, that little face of yours
Tells me you went out with a crew
She's so hot even women hit on her
I want to send you fire and not over the internet

Come on, if you want to get on
I want to hear you moan
When I pull your hair
Because anything goes here

She's dying to get with me
And that she couldn't say goodbye that night
Baby, you'd like to steer me
But I'm not gonna tap some ass of that caliber
Why hide the reality, baby?
Curiosity is killing us, can't you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I wanted to give it to you and you didn't even say goodbye

That she's dying to get with me
And that she couldn't say goodbye that night
Baby, you'd like to steer me
But I'm not gonna tap some ass of that caliber
Why hide the reality, baby?
Curiosity is killing us, can't you see?
You were the one who turned me on
And I wanted to give it to you and you didn't even say goodbye

Flirting, teasing, flirting, teasing
Flirting, teasing, flirting, teasing
Flirting, teasing, flirting, teasing
Flirting, teasing, flirting, teasing