Текст и перевод песни Mike Díaz - Pin-Up

Pin-Up

Usa copete fipty, viste como pin up
Sus labios pinta'os de rojo
Dulce el sabor a licor
Tequila roose, todo el estilo weast coast
Con tatuajes, paliacates
Mi love street como doors
Se transporta en una swing
Se pone rayban
Calcetas blancas de soccer
Viaja con calma
Son de esas monas sin un historial de cama
En cada cuadra la acosan
Y ella les raya la mamá
La mas cotizada pero no se cree de mas va
Con nike cortez de encaje el sosten
Y queda sin habla
Mi persecucion es autodestructiva como mobbidick
Es una monroe
Tiene un tatuaje igual que el de la marylin
Es una joya hermosa, valiosa
Igual como los rubys
Sus ojos brillan como bling bling
En miss fin dep jolie
Mi kat von d
Le hare todo un disco como el atmosphere
En mi suelo dejo marcada su inicial
Como el de la master p

Es tan elastica es fragil
Es plastic es nasty
En la cama le encanta
Que papa la amarre con masking
Y como un mastin
Los bloques babean
Es modelo como black aranja
Y quiere mi aka en su ch-chera
Adoro el big mack
Que se le ve cuando se agacha
Adora el clasicc soul
Tambien le desagrada la bachata
No sueña strippers
Pide nariz de pippen
Pide bajarme el zipper
Pide mi jeppers crepers
Que grabe filmes
Con mayonessa y snickers
Mi despertar del diablo de spilverg
Novia polly como el ven stilleer
Hicimos unas porno al igual que set rooben
Nomas habla de rap y na de las reva boogue
A su lindo cuerpo le hize un traje de saliva
Al cine triple equis 3d
A ella le fascina
Que avanzada la ciencia
Las esculturas caminan
Acercate aun puedes oler su olor carolina

Lo malo es el tiempo quisiera ser su reloj
Y es que...
No se que tanto hace
A veces no me tiene consideracion
Me prestas tu fon? No tardare
Mmm... eso espero
Quiero decirle a mi ma
Que he conocido a la chica de mis sueños...

Pin-Up

Wears a fifties pompadour, dresses like a pin-up
Her lips are painted red
Sweet taste of liquor
Tequila rose, all the west coast style
With tattoos, bandanas
My love street like doors
Transports herself on a swing
Puts on Ray-Bans
White soccer socks
Travels peacefully
She's one of those cuties with no bedroom history
Guys harass her on every block
And she scratches their mothers
The most sought after but doesn't think she's special
With lace Nike Cortez sneakers, a lace bra
And she leaves me speechless
My pursuit is self-destructive like Moby Dick
She's a Monroe
She has a tattoo just like Marilyn
She's a beautiful gem, valuable
Just like rubies
Her eyes twinkle like bling bling
In Miss Fin De Jolie
My Kat Von D
I'll make her an entire album like Atmosphere
I'll mark her initials on my bedroom floor
Like Master P

She's so stretchy, she's fragile
She's plastic, she's nasty
In bed she loves it
When daddy ties her up with masking tape
And like a mastiff
The blocks drool
She's a model like Black Orange
And she wants my alias on her t-shirt
I adore the Big Mac
That I see when she bends over
She loves classic soul
She also hates bachata
She doesn't dream about strippers
Asks for a Pippen nose
Asks to lower my zipper
Asks for my Jeepers Creepers
To make films
With mayonnaise and Snickers
My awakening to the devil of Spielberg
Girlfriend Polly like Van Stiller
We made some porno like Seth Rogen
She only talks about rap and not about the rave boogue
I made her a suit of saliva for her beautiful body
To the triple X 3D cinema
She's fascinated
How science has advanced
Sculptures walk
Approach, you can still smell her Carolina scent

The bad thing is time, I wish I could be her watch
And it's that...
I don't know how much she does
Sometimes she doesn't have any consideration for me
Can I borrow your phone? I won't be long
Mmm... I hope so
I want to tell my mom
That I've met the girl of my dreams...