Rola Rola - Ysy A перевод на английский

Rola Rola

Rola rola rola, yeah
Es el 06, 0-0-bebé
Yeah, okay

Yeah, rola rola sushi
Yeah, vaina varias groupies
Yeah, vaina estar pegados, okay sí
Baila Bad and Boujee

Quieren verme con el oro al cuello
Guillotina blanca pa' tumbar camellos
Tomo mucho, no soy uno de ellos
Por mi sangre enferma o que me falte el techo

Ma, los míos hablan con los hechos
Mi nombre saltándome en el pecho
Tengo el documento de una estrella
Voy a hacer que lo haga con el cuello

Si ella quiere superarme en actitud
Va a pedir perdón igual que un Crip a un Blood
¿Cuántas cosas pasan por su bull?
Mis negros 'tan puestos como Excalibur

Quiero dormir en sus pechos
Como nadie lo haya hecho
Con la ropa en la basura
Y el horario por el techo

Si ella quiere verme, va a buscarme al club
A las siete y media estoy gozando a full
Trajo dos champagne y un pack Red Bull
Cómo no encantarme si me lo hace uf

Nena, uf, Scolari grooves
Santo, mandale más fire al kush
Voy a tumbársela como Bush
Yo sé que esa mami está esperando el tour

Duro, duro, suite like Tony Tur
Me bajé otro Honey, Ysy a shakur
Imma thugger, give me one cartoon
Ya ví to' violeta, ahora veo to' con zoon

Bang, bang, cookin' better flows
Toy' puesto pa' lo que quieren to'
Con lo inesperado que esperan to'
Falta alcohol, me estoy desesperando

Trajiste una pero eran dos
Voy a ponerme en modo Bellator
Nunca delator, snitch o fake cantor
No fales de tener lo que YSY te sacó

Ma, los míos hablan con los hechos
Mi nombre rebota entre tus pechos
La bebota ama a mi joyero
Quiere que me deje como Quavo

Si ella quiere verme, va a buscarme al club
A las siete y media estoy gozando a full
Trajo dos champagne y un pack Red Bull
Cómo no encantarme si me lo hace uf

Mhm, uh
Si me lo hace uf, uh
La puta culona que me lo hace uf
Mhm, eh
Rola uff, yeah (que me lo hace uf)
Rola, sushi, beba lo hace uf

Rola Rola

Roll it, roll it, roll it, yeah
It's 06, 0-0-baby
Yeah, okay

Yeah, roll it, roll it, sushi
Yeah, various groupie things
Yeah, it's shit to be attached, okay yes
Dance Bad and Boujee

They want to see me with gold around my neck
White guillotine to take down camellos
I drink a lot, I'm not one of them
For my sick blood or for the lack of a roof over my head

Girl, mine speak with facts
My name jumping on my chest
I have the document of a star
I'm going to make her do it with her neck

If she wants to beat me in attitude
She'll ask for forgiveness like a Crip to a Blood
How many things go through your head?
My homies are 'posed like Excalibur

I want to sleep on her breasts
Like no one has ever done
With clothes in the trash
And the schedule going through the roof

If she wants to see me, she'll find me at the club
At seven-thirty I'm enjoying myself to the max
She brought two champagnes and a pack of Red Bull
How can I not be charmed if she does it to me so good?

Baby, uh, Scolari grooves
Saint, send more fire to the kush
I'm gonna slam her like Bush
I know that that girl is waiting for the tour

Hard, hard, suite like Tony Tur
I drank another Honey, Ysy to Shakur
I'm a thugger, give me one cartoon
I've seen everything purple, now I see everything with zoom

Bang, bang, cookin' better flows
I'm ready for what they all want
With the unexpected that they all expect
I need alcohol, I'm getting desperate

You brought one but there were two
I'm going to put myself in Bellator mode
Never a snitch, fake singer or informer
Don't talk about having what YSY took from you

Girl, mine speak with facts
My name bounces between your breasts
The baby girl loves my jewelry box
She wants me to leave her like Quavo

If she wants to see me, she'll find me at the club
At seven-thirty I'm enjoying myself to the max
She brought two champagnes and a pack of Red Bull
How can I not be charmed if she does it to me so good?

Mhm, uh
If she does it to me so good, uh
The big-ass chick that does it to me so good
Mhm, eh
Rola uff, yeah (who does it to me so good)
Rola, sushi, babe does it so good