Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Pálida, artist - Aleman. Date of issue: 25.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
La Pálida(original) |
| A ver, saca weed |
| A huevo, a huevo |
| ¿Sí está buena? |
| Nomá', ahorita vas a ver |
| A ver, dame más |
| Ya te di |
| Esta mota ni pone, güey |
| (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) |
| Yeah, smokin' on a Phillie, Bob Marley |
| All of my homies get product, yeah |
| Hot boxin' in an Impala |
| Rollin' up the best Cali Kush |
| But then you got, yeah, you got high |
| Yeah, you got high on the good shit |
| Oh, the Malibu shit |
| Ha, yeah, you got high |
| Told your shorty and she smokin' with us, cool it |
| Ooh-nah-nah-nah |
| Mexicanos, marihuanos, así de plano |
| Mis hermanos, reptilianos, conectamos |
| Desde Mérida, Jalisco y Los Cabos (¡Prra!) |
| Los caninos no nos hallan el clavo |
| Los diamantes en el motor del carro (En el clavo) |
| Cuando una morrita agarra del octavo |
| Tranquilamente veo que viene fumando |
| Igual mi gente, ya se está alucinando |
| Posiblemente, creo que estaba acertando |
| Y como a los diez minutos se estaba paleteando |
| Y le pasó por fumar de más, de la hierba que yo traigo |
| (Se lo había dicho antes) |
| Yo pensé que ella iba a parar en una casa de arraigo |
| (Qué susto que me pegaste) |
| Yo le dije antes de quemar, mira lo que estás fumando |
| (Se lo había dicho, pinche morra) |
| Dice que quiere caminar, porque siente que está volando |
| (Yes) |
| El otro día estaba fumando mota en mi cuarto |
| Con una amiga de hace años, del bachillerato |
| Le pregunté, «¿quieres fumar?», me dijo que sí |
| Y no tardé ni dos segundos pa' sacar la weed |
| Mami, ven aquí, mira, qué rico huele |
| Es que esta mota es la mejor de la ciudad, créeme |
| Estoy seguro que te pone bien recio, por eso, un poco (Poquito) |
| Me dijo «rólate uno grande, no seas loco"(Okay) |
| Aquí se hace lo que diga la dama |
| Acabé de rolar y le di la marihuana (Prende) |
| Prendió la chora, un jalón (Oye) |
| La saborea, otro jalón (Aguanta) |
| Ya no la rola, otro jalón ('Pérate) |
| Se fue pa’l suelo, se palideó (Shit!) |
| Esta mamacita un buen susto me pegó |
| Despertó a la media hora y todo el refri se comió |
| Confieso que esa noche nada más me paniqueó |
| Esta es la mota más buena, al principio se le advirtió |
| Pa' que sepas a la otra, güey, la neta, no te—, no te quieras ver acá bien—, |
| bien como que fumas del-de la mejor mota, aquí se fuma la mejor mota, |
| haciéndolo fino, haciéndolo bien (¡Yeh!) |
| (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) |
| Yeah, smokin' on a Phillie, Bob Marley |
| All of my homies get product, yeah |
| Hot boxin' in an Impala |
| Rollin' up the best Cali Kush |
| But then you got, yeah, you got high |
| Yeah, you got high on the good shit |
| Oh, the Malibu shit |
| Ha, yeah, you got high |
| Told your shorty and she smokin' with us, cool it |
| Ooh-nah-nah-nah |
| Yeah |
| Elijah King, baby |
| Ah-ah! |
| No mames |
| Estoy super grifa |
| (translation) |
| Let's see, take out weed |
| to egg, to egg |
| If it is good? |
| Noma', right now you're going to see |
| Let's see, give me more |
| I already told you |
| This speck doesn't even work, dude |
| (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) |
| Yeah, smokin' on a Phillie, Bob Marley |
| All of my homies get product, yeah |
| Hot boxin' in an Impala |
| Rollin' up the best Cali Kush |
| But then you got, yeah, you got high |
| Yeah, you got high on the good shit |
| Oh the Malibu shit |
| Ha, yeah, you got high |
| Told your shorty and she smokin' with us, cool it |
| Ooh-nah-nah-nah |
| Mexicans, marijuana, that flat |
| My brothers, reptilians, we connect |
| From Mérida, Jalisco and Los Cabos (Prra!) |
| The canines do not find us the nail |
| The diamonds in the car engine (On the nail) |
| When a girl grabs the eighth |
| Calmly I see that she comes smoking |
| Same my people, you are already hallucinating |
| Possibly, I think I was right |
| And about ten minutes later he was paddling |
| And it happened to him for smoking too much, from the grass that I bring |
| (She had told him before) |
| I thought that she was going to end up in a house of roots |
| (How scared you hit me) |
| I told him before burning, look what you're smoking |
| (She had told him, fucking girl) |
| She says that she wants to walk, because she feels that she is flying |
| (And it is) |
| The other day she was smoking weed in my room |
| With a friend from years ago, from high school |
| I asked her, "do you want to smoke?", she told me she did |
| And it didn't take me two seconds to get the weed |
| Mommy, come here, look, how delicious it smells |
| Is that this pot is the best in the city, believe me |
| I'm sure she makes you feel strong, that's why, a little (A little) |
| She told me "roll a big one, don't be crazy" (Okay) |
| Here you do what the lady says |
| I finished rolling and gave him the marijuana (Turn on) |
| She turned on the chora, a pull (Hey) |
| He savors it, another pull (Hold on) |
| No longer the song, another milestone ('Perate) |
| She went to the ground, she turned pale (Shit!) |
| This mamacita gave me a good scare |
| She woke up half an hour later and the whole fridge ate |
| I confess that that night nothing else panicked me |
| This is the best weed, at first she was warned |
| So that you know the other one, dude, the neta, don't—, don't want to look good here—, |
| well as you smoke the-the best weed, here you smoke the best weed, |
| doing it fine, doing it well (yeh!) |
| (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) |
| Yeah, smokin' on a Phillie, Bob Marley |
| All of my homies get product, yeah |
| Hot boxin' in an Impala |
| Rollin' up the best Cali Kush |
| But then you got, yeah, you got high |
| Yeah, you got high on the good shit |
| Oh the Malibu shit |
| Ha, yeah, you got high |
| Told your shorty and she smokin' with us, cool it |
| Ooh-nah-nah-nah |
| yeah |
| Elijah King, baby |
| Ah-ah! |
| don't suck |
| I'm super cool |