Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Amor de Calle , by - Anuel Aa. Release date: 05.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Amor de Calle , by - Anuel Aa. Amor de Calle(original) |
| Tú eres la baby |
| Que nunca pude olvidarme de esas nalgas rebotando |
| Y tú viniéndote y gritando |
| Tú tienes el cuerpo como un Mercedes, oah (Anuel) |
| Yo sólo quiero guiarte otra vez (Let's do this) |
| Mi reina déjame entrar en tu castillo |
| Tu hombre dice es millo pero tiene empty el bolsillo |
| De Cali es mi marihuana |
| Pero mi cadena es cubana |
| No Romeo, ni Julieta, Elvira y Tony Montana, baby |
| Y si él te falta el respeto dile que mi Glock tiene chipete |
| Que esto es hasta la muerte, baby |
| Tus nalgas retumban como un fulete |
| Vo’a ponerte este peine, tu gritas como mi .40, baby |
| Enrolamo' y fumamo', amamo', no sufrimo' |
| Sin miedo a morir, nosotros pa' morir nacimo', baby |
| Tiene ojos azules como el navy |
| A veces pongo mi corta en su cartera Givenchy |
| Ella es una diablita, corre motora y banshee |
| Fornicamos y se viene, está gritando «papi» |
| Doble A en mi cadena, Maybach millonari' |
| Su pai está muerto pero ella me llama «daddy» |
| El que toque a la nena, el chipote va a tumbarle la melena |
| No se asusta cuando los tiros suenan |
| No le gustan los bichotes pero ella ama a un soldado |
| Ella ve el dolor en to' mi brazo tatuado |
| Ella está cansada, de que tú la dejes durmiendo sola |
| Y me tira pa' que le guaye la cola |
| Las Perco y las pistolas, cabrón, no hay chaleco pa' la chola |
| Las balas me dicen que tú no tienes pecho e' tola |
| Baby, yo vivo guerra como en Roma |
| Pero tú te mojas cuando te tengo en cuatro gomas |
| Los agentes brincaron en la Sequoia |
| Yo vivo guerreando y chingando como Aquiles en Troya |
| Mi reina déjame entrar en tu castillo |
| Tu hombre dice es millo pero tiene empty el bolsillo |
| De Cali es mi marihuana |
| Pero mi cadena es cubana |
| No Romeo, ni Julieta, Elvira y Tony Montana, baby |
| Y si él te falta el respeto dile que mi Glock tiene chipete |
| Que esto es hasta la muerte, baby |
| Tus nalgas retumban como un fulete |
| Vo’a ponerte este peine, tu gritas como mi .40, baby |
| Lo nuestro fue amor de calle, yo Pablo y tu Griselda |
| Yo sé que todavía tú recuerdas |
| To' lo que te enseñe no dejes que muera que no se pierda |
| Tú estás loca con que el Pitbull te muerda |
| Él no te satisface en lo precario |
| Ronca de que tiene combo, de que es millonario |
| No le creas el cuento que es sicario |
| Nosotros somos los que comandamos en el barrio |
| Y si algún día se pone bruto contigo tírame que yo le meto |
| Si te falta el respeto, rápido lo aquieto |
| Tú siempre vas a ser pa' mi como ese amor secreto |
| Un reto que se quedó incompleto |
| Mi reina déjame entrar en tu castillo |
| Tu hombre dice es millo pero tiene empty el bolsillo |
| De Cali es mi marihuana |
| Pero mi cadena es cubana |
| No Romeo, ni Julieta, Elvira y Tony Montana, baby |
| Y si él te falta el respeto dile que mi Glock tiene chipete |
| Que esto es hasta la muerte, baby |
| Tus nalgas retumban como un fulete |
| Vo’a ponerte este peine, tu gritas como mi .40, baby |
| (translation) |
| you are the baby |
| That I could never forget about those bouncing buttocks |
| And you coming and screaming |
| You have a body like a Mercedes, oah (Anuel) |
| I just want to guide you again (Let's do this) |
| My queen let me enter your castle |
| Your man says he's a million but he has an empty pocket |
| From Cali is my marijuana |
| But my chain is Cuban |
| Not Romeo, or Juliet, Elvira and Tony Montana, baby |
| And if he disrespects you, tell him that my Glock has a chip |
| That this is to the death, baby |
| Your buttocks rumble like a fulete |
| I'm going to put this comb on you, you scream like my .40, baby |
| We enroll' and we smoke', we love', we don't suffer' |
| Without fear of dying, we were born to die, baby |
| He has blue eyes like navy |
| Sometimes I put my short in his Givenchy bag |
| She is a little devil, she runs motorbike and banshee |
| We fornicate and she cums, she's yelling "daddy" |
| Double A in my chain, Maybach millionaire' |
| Her pai is dead but she calls me "daddy" |
| Whoever touches the girl, the chipote is going to knock her hair down |
| She doesn't get scared when the shots ring out |
| She doesn't like bichotes but she loves a soldier |
| She sees the pain in all my tattooed arm |
| She is tired of you leaving her sleeping alone |
| And she throws me to 'keep her tail cool |
| The Perco and the pistols, bastard, there is no vest for the chola |
| The bullets tell me that you don't have chest and 'tola |
| Baby, I live war like in Rome |
| But you get wet when I have you in four rubber bands |
| Agents jumped on the Sequoia |
| I live fighting and fucking like Achilles in Troy |
| My queen let me enter your castle |
| Your man says he's a million but he has an empty pocket |
| From Cali is my marijuana |
| But my chain is Cuban |
| Not Romeo, or Juliet, Elvira and Tony Montana, baby |
| And if he disrespects you, tell him that my Glock has a chip |
| That this is to the death, baby |
| Your buttocks rumble like a fulete |
| I'm going to put this comb on you, you scream like my .40, baby |
| Ours was street love, I Pablo and your Griselda |
| I know that you still remember |
| Everything that I teach you, don't let it die, don't lose it |
| You are crazy that the Pitbull bites you |
| He does not satisfy you in the precarious |
| Snore that he has a combo, that he is a millionaire |
| Do not believe the story that he is a hit man |
| We are the ones who command in the neighborhood |
| And if one day he gets rough with you, shoot me and I'll put him |
| If you disrespect, I'll quickly put it down |
| You will always be for me like that secret love |
| A challenge that was left incomplete |
| My queen let me enter your castle |
| Your man says he's a million but he has an empty pocket |
| From Cali is my marijuana |
| But my chain is Cuban |
| Not Romeo, or Juliet, Elvira and Tony Montana, baby |
| And if he disrespects you, tell him that my Glock has a chip |
| That this is to the death, baby |
| Your buttocks rumble like a fulete |
| I'm going to put this comb on you, you scream like my .40, baby |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Familia ft. Anuel Aa, Bantu | 2019 |
| Como yo te quiero ft. Alexis, Fido | 2018 |
| MALA ft. Anuel Aa | 2022 |
| China ft. Ozuna, J. Balvin, Daddy Yankee | 2020 |
| El Tiburon ft. Fido, Baby Ranks | 2017 |
| BEBE ft. Anuel Aa | 2022 |
| Imagínate ft. Fido | 2018 |
| Corazón Muerto | 2018 |
| Baila Baila Baila ft. Daddy Yankee, J. Balvin, Farruko | 2019 |
| Amor y dolor ft. Alexis, Fido | 2022 |
| Uptown Vibes ft. Anuel Aa, Fabolous | 2018 |
| LOCATION ft. Anuel Aa, J. Balvin | 2021 |
| Royal Rumble ft. Zion, Franco El Gorilla, WISE | 2007 |
| 4 Life | 2019 |
| Culpables ft. Anuel Aa | 2019 |
| Don Don ft. Anuel Aa, Kendo Kaponi | 2020 |
| Medusa ft. J. Balvin | 2020 |
| Vine a Buscarte ft. Alexis, Fido | 2017 |
| Keii | 2020 |
| Aprovecha ft. Anonimus | 2017 |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Anuel Aa
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Alexis
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Anonimus