Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song PNL , by - Aleman. Release date: 19.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
PNL(original) |
| Siempre me sigue el olor de mota pa' donde voy |
| Yo me la paso mejor cuando tengo prendido to' el día ese blunt (Wuh, wuh) |
| Si tengo tu culo encima de mí, mami, tú sabes qué show |
| Me pide que role |
| Pero llevamo' más de veinte gallos, ya nada me sale |
| Mejor nos damos un buen levantón, nos vamos pa' la calle |
| Ahora si ya ando puesto demás (Sí) |
| Vámonos de viaje, ¿cuándo te vas? |
| Hasta que te vengas, claro no hay más |
| Le digo: «Ya chole» |
| «Casi de todo te olvidas y luego dices que ni pone» |
| Pero lo que no se le olvida nunca e' que yo me la truene |
| Vamo' volando hasta La Paz (Wuh) |
| Prende el soplete, pásame el wax (Ey) |
| Dame la snow y dale gas (Yah) |
| Enciendo otro toque, despierto temprano |
| Gallo en la mano (Nah), ando volando bien marihuano (Yeh, yeh) |
| Yo no la vendo, solo la fumo (Yah) |
| Fumo de diario hasta el desmayo |
| Mota sin cocos, mota sin tallos (Tallos) |
| Que hasta parece de dispensario |
| En el estudio, yeah, estamos fumando miel (Miel) |
| Estamos haciendo canciones (-ciones) |
| Igual que día de ayer (Ayer) |
| Comiendo bien (Bien), fumando bien (Bien) |
| Quiero el de a mil, también el de cien |
| Ando bien high, yeah |
| Mis ojos del tono que sigue de red |
| Allá afuera llueven balas, pero yo tranquilo |
| Fumando ganjah me relajo, pero nunca olvido |
| Que si te duermes te devoran, papi, siempre al tiro |
| Puta', negocio y loquera, parece un corrido |
| Allá afuera llueven balas, pero yo tranquilo |
| Fumando ganjah me relajo, pero nunca olvido |
| Que si te duermes te devoran, papi, siempre al tiro |
| Puta', negocio y loquera, parece un corrido |
| Woh-oh, yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh |
| Woh-oh |
| Ando en busca de un relax |
| Algo pa' quitarme ya el estrés |
| Un cigarrito de la santa crema |
| Cierro los ojos y al sky me eleva (Yeh) |
| Ahora no quiero aterrizar (No) |
| Se ve que te gusta volar también |
| Te ves bonita, pero acelerada (¡Jaja!) |
| Hennessy al hilo sin hacerle caras |
| 'Tamos en una gangsta party (Yeh-yeah) |
| Fumando como un rastafari (Fu, fu) |
| Un cigarro color midori (Green) |
| Que te hacer mover el body, yeah, yeah (Yeh) |
| Pa' solventar mi crisis (¿Cómo, cómo?) |
| Flores y pussies, dos escorpiones piscis |
| Take it easy (Ajá), me digo: «Take it easy» (Ajá) |
| Haz lo que sabes y ya, no es tan difícil (Prr) |
| Barbies drogadas bailan de madrugada (Ah) |
| Ojos vidriosos, lentes de Prada |
| Pastillas combinadas y siguen como si nada (¿Qué?) |
| Una viene a mí sin bragas (SÍ), dice todo con su mirada (Jaja) |
| Toda la vida para pecar, toda la vida para picar (Sí) |
| Un sueño grande que fabricar, como en una movie de Pixar (Jaja) |
| Eh, hedonista desde la cuna |
| Ah, para esta cura no hay vacuna |
| Allá afuera llueven balas, pero yo tranquilo |
| Fumando ganjah me relajo, pero nunca olvido |
| Que si te duermes te devoran, papi, siempre al tiro |
| Puta', negocio y loquera, parece un corrido |
| Allá afuera llueven balas, pero yo tranquilo |
| Fumando ganjah me relajo, pero nunca olvido |
| Que si te duermes te devoran, papi, siempre al tiro |
| Puta', negocio y loquera, parece un corrido |
| (translation) |
| The smell of weed always follows me wherever I go |
| I have a better time when I have that blunt on all day (Wuh, wuh) |
| If I have your ass on me, mommy, you know what show |
| He asks me to role |
| But we've had more than twenty roosters, nothing comes out of me anymore |
| Better we give ourselves a good lift, we go to the street |
| Now if I'm wearing too much (Yes) |
| Let's go on a trip, when are you leaving? |
| Until you come, of course there is no more |
| I tell him: «Ya chole» |
| «Almost everything you forget and then you say that it doesn't even work» |
| But what she never forgets is that I thunder her |
| Let's go flying to La Paz (Wuh) |
| Turn on the torch, pass me the wax (Hey) |
| Give me the snow and give it gas (Yah) |
| I turn on another touch, wake up early |
| Cock in hand (Nah), I'm flying well with marijuana (Yeh, yeh) |
| I don't sell it, I just smoke it (Yah) |
| I smoke daily until fainting |
| Pot without coconuts, pot without stems (Stems) |
| That even looks like a dispensary |
| In the studio, yeah, we're smoking honey (Honey) |
| We're making songs (-tions) |
| Same as yesterday (Yesterday) |
| Eating good (Good), smoking good (Good) |
| I want the one from a thousand, also the one from a hundred |
| I'm good high, yeah |
| My eyes of the tone that follows red |
| It's raining bullets out there, but I'm calm |
| Smoking ganjah I relax, but I never forget |
| That if you fall asleep they devour you, daddy, always to the shot |
| Puta', business and loquera, it seems like a corrido |
| It's raining bullets out there, but I'm calm |
| Smoking ganjah I relax, but I never forget |
| That if you fall asleep they devour you, daddy, always to the shot |
| Puta', business and loquera, it seems like a corrido |
| Woh-oh, yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh |
| Woh-oh |
| I'm looking for a relax |
| Something to take away my stress |
| A little cigar of the holy cream |
| I close my eyes and the sky lifts me (Yeh) |
| Now I don't want to land (No) |
| It looks like you like to fly too |
| You look pretty, but accelerated (Haha!) |
| Hennessy straight without making faces |
| 'We were in a gangsta party (Yeh-yeah) |
| Smoking like a Rastafarian (Fu, fu) |
| A midori colored cigar (Green) |
| What makes you move your body, yeah, yeah (Yeh) |
| To solve my crisis (How, how?) |
| Flowers and pussies, two pisces scorpions |
| Take it easy (Aha), I say to myself: "Take it easy" (Aha) |
| Do what you know and that's it, it's not that difficult (Prr) |
| Drugged Barbies dance at dawn (Ah) |
| Glassy eyes, Prada glasses |
| Combined pills and they continue as if nothing (What?) |
| One comes to me without panties (YES), she says everything with her look (Haha) |
| All life to sin, all life to sting (Yeah) |
| A big dream to make, like in a Pixar movie (Haha) |
| Hey, hedonist since the cradle |
| Ah, for this cure there is no vaccine |
| It's raining bullets out there, but I'm calm |
| Smoking ganjah I relax, but I never forget |
| That if you fall asleep they devour you, daddy, always to the shot |
| Puta', business and loquera, it seems like a corrido |
| It's raining bullets out there, but I'm calm |
| Smoking ganjah I relax, but I never forget |
| That if you fall asleep they devour you, daddy, always to the shot |
| Puta', business and loquera, it seems like a corrido |