Текст и перевод песни Lola Indigo feat. Guaynaa & Cauty - CALLE

CALLE

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Lola Índigo (ajá, wooh, sh)

La noche está pa′ un party aventurero, gastar todo el dinero
Hasta que la gente se desmaye
El DJ en la piscina, suena la Gasolina
Y esta noche vamo' pa′ la

Vamos pa' la calle, calle, calle, calle
Porque esta noche pide calle, calle, calle, calle
Hoy amanecemo' en la calle, calle, calle, calle
Toda la gente pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Los de arriba pa′ la casa y los de abajo pa' la calle

(El Guaynabichi) vamo′ pa' la calle, sin declaraciones ni detalles
Estás buscando que ese pantalón te guaye
Hidrátate y mátate bailando pero no te me desmayes
Que yo no voy a fallarte, no me falles

Anda con par de tipas que desde pequeñas se emancipan
Y no le creen a gente que estereotipan
Ni pa′ el carajo le ganan, la jugada la anticipan
Pero oigo una voz que a mí me flipa (y dice)

"Guayna, bebé, ¿qué vamo' a hacer?"
No quiero romances, lo que te quiero es comer
Lola, mujer (mujer), mujer
No me traigan agua, tráiganme alcohol pa′ beber

"Guayna, bebé, ¿qué vamo' a hacer?"
Que esto no pare, no pare hasta el amanecer
Lola, mujer (mujer), mujer
Yo estoy bien activo, ma', dime qué vamo′ a hacer

Vamos pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Porque esta noche pide calle, calle, calle, calle
Hoy amanecemo' en la calle, calle, calle, calle
Toda la gente pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Los de arriba pa' la casa y los de abajo pa′ la

Vamos pa' la calle pa′ que todos puedan ver
Que yo soy de calle, pero visto de Chanel
Si salgo con la' mía', seguimos hasta el amanecer
Y el after party lo acabamo′ en el motel

Ponte el cinturón (ey)
′Tamos ahí, modo avión
Cámara y acción
Salimos pa' la calle, se siente la presión (ja, ja)

Se le ve que quiere calle
La amiguita es peor, está buscando que la guaye
Tú tiene′ hierba, yo tengo el fire
Con la ganga como la de Bryant Myers

Esperando que me diga pa' darle al botón
Estoy saliendo de la Louis Vuitton
Baby, yo tengo una preocupación
Ese booty va a romper el pantalón

Arre, dale, batte
Whisky, krippy, un bate
Pa′ que te arrebate'
Siempre que se lo pongo me dice: "por fa, no lo saques"

Vamos pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Porque esta noche pide calle, calle, calle, calle
Hoy amanecemos en la calle, calle, calle, calle
Porque esta noche pide calle, calle, calle, calle
Los de arriba pa' la casa y los de abajo pa' la calle

La noche está pa′ un party aventurero, gastar todo el dinero
Hasta que la gente se desmaye
El DJ en la pisicna, suena la Gasolina
Y esta noche vamo′ pa' la

Vamos pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Porque esta noche pide calle, calle, calle, calle
Hoy amanecemo' en la calle, calle, calle, calle
Toda la gente pa′ la calle, calle, calle, calle
Los de arriba pa' la casa y los de abajo pa′ la calle

El Guaynabichi (Lola Índigo), Cauty, Cauty (El Dr. Cautyverio)
Vamo' pa' la calle, vamos pa′ la calle
Sin dar detalles, como decía Hector El Father, mami
(Cautela, Cauty; Lola Índigo)
Puerto Rico y España, ¡qué cosa rica!, je, je, je, je

STREET

Hey
Lola Indigo (yeah, wooh, sh)

The night is for an adventurous party, spending all the money
Until the people faint
The DJ by the pool, Gasolina is playing
And tonight we're going to the

We're going to the street, street, street, street
Because tonight calls for the street, street, street, street
We'll wake up in the street, street, street, street
Everyone to the street, street, street, street
Those above to the house and those below to the street

(El Guaynabichi) we're going to the street, no statements or details
You're looking for those pants to fit you right
Hydrate and kill yourself dancing but don't pass out on me
I won't let you down, don't let me down

I'm with a couple of girls who have been emancipated since they were little
And they don't believe people who stereotype
They don't win for shit, they anticipate the play
But I hear a voice that blows my mind (and says)

"Guayna, baby, what are we gonna do?"
I don't want romance, I want to eat you
Lola, woman (woman), woman
Don't bring me water, bring me alcohol to drink

"Guayna, baby, what are we gonna do?"
Don't stop this, don't stop until dawn
Lola, woman (woman), woman
I'm very active, ma', tell me what we're gonna do

We're going to the street, street, street, street
Because tonight calls for the street, street, street, street
We'll wake up in the street, street, street, street
Everyone to the street, street, street, street
Those above to the house and those below to the

We're going to the street so everyone can see
That I'm from the street, but I wear Chanel
If I go out with my girls, we'll continue until dawn
And we'll finish the after-party at the motel

Put on your seatbelt (hey)
We're there, airplane mode
Camera and action
We're going out to the street, the pressure is on (ha, ha)

You can see she wants the street
Her little friend is worse, she's looking to get it on
You have the weed, I have the fire
With the gang like Bryant Myers'

Waiting for her to tell me to push the button
I'm coming out of Louis Vuitton
Baby, I have a concern
That booty is going to rip the pants

Come on, give it, shake it
Whiskey, krippy, a bat
So you can go wild
Whenever I put it on her she says: "please, don't take it out"

We're going to the street, street, street, street
Because tonight calls for the street, street, street, street
We'll wake up in the street, street, street, street
Because tonight calls for the street, street, street, street
Those above to the house and those below to the street

The night is for an adventurous party, spending all the money
Until the people faint
The DJ by the pool, Gasolina is playing
And tonight we're going to the

We're going to the street, street, street, street
Because tonight calls for the street, street, street, street
We'll wake up in the street, street, street, street
Everyone to the street, street, street, street
Those above to the house and those below to the street

El Guaynabichi (Lola Indigo), Cauty, Cauty (El Dr. Cautyverio)
We're going to the street, we're going to the street
Without giving details, like Hector El Father used to say, mami
(Cautela, Cauty; Lola Indigo)
Puerto Rico and Spain, what a delicious thing!, he, he, he, he