Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ganó Holanda, Perdió China, artist - Calibre 50. Album song Historias de la Calle, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 05.11.2015
Record label: Andaluz
Song language: Spanish
Ganó Holanda, Perdió China(original) |
Me gusto la vida recia |
Hice cosas malas, buenas |
Y una super del 40 me enseño |
Cada dia hay que apostarle y batallarle para no ser del monton |
Hay historias que contar y amigos que recordar mas no quiero contagiarles mi |
dolor |
Tanto tiempo la perreé, gane y probe del poder |
Por inercia ya me tocaba perder |
No hice pacto con el diablo |
No firme ningun contrato |
Al contrario, siempre a Dios me encomende |
No olvido las hamburguesas que vendia y los carros que lave |
La balanza se inclino, puse todo a mi favor |
Y lo que tanto espere por fin llego |
El dinero me sobro y no lo niego, me ayudo |
Y a que el perro se convirtio en un señor |
Fui blanco de la envidia, talvez yo la llame |
Quise comerme al mundo y lo que habia en el |
Como llueve se seca, el cafe se enfria |
Un dia corria mi suerte |
Ganó Holanda, perdió China |
A mi nadie va a contarme de Venecia, de los Alpes |
De Dubai y España todo conoci |
Y en las piramides de Egipto raspé las suelas de mis Louboutin |
Las más hermosas mujeres, las actrices de la tele |
Una cena y adornaban mi colchón |
Ese es otro rollo amigo, lo más perro que he vivido |
Aunque se los cuente desde la prision |
Festejando el año nuevo, con puro champagne del bueno |
Ese dia nunca lo voy a olvidar |
Los gueros de las paletas me atorraron en la sala de abordar |
Era gente de Interpol, de la DEA, que se yo |
Apenas justo si pudieron detenerme |
Es el gusto que me llevo y sé que seria otro juego |
Si abria cargado con mi cinco siete |
Fui blanco de la envidia, talvez yo la llame |
Quise comerme al mundo y lo que habia en el |
Como llueve se seca, el cafe se enfria |
Un dia corria mi suerte |
Ganó Holanda, perdió China |
(translation) |
I liked the rough life |
I did bad, good things |
And a super 40 taught me |
Every day you have to bet on him and fight him not to be one of the crowd |
There are stories to tell and friends to remember, but I don't want to infect them with my |
pain |
I twerked her for so long, I won and I tasted power |
By inertia I had to lose |
I did not make a pact with the devil |
Do not sign any contract |
On the contrary, I always entrust myself to God |
I don't forget the hamburgers I sold and the cars I washed |
The scale tipped, I put everything in my favor |
And what I waited for so long finally arrived |
The money was left over and I don't deny it, it helped me |
And since the dog became a man |
I was the target of envy, maybe I called her |
I wanted to eat the world and what was in it |
As it rains it dries up, the coffee gets cold |
One day my luck ran |
Holland won, China lost. |
No one is going to tell me about Venice, about the Alps |
From Dubai and Spain all know |
And in the pyramids of Egypt I scraped the soles of my Louboutin |
The most beautiful women, actresses on TV |
A dinner and they decorated my mattress |
That's another roll friend, the most dog I've ever experienced |
Although I tell them from prison |
Celebrating the new year, with pure good champagne |
I will never forget that day |
The gueros of the paddles stuck me in the boarding room |
It was people from Interpol, from the DEA, I don't know |
Hardly fair if they could stop me |
It is the pleasure that I take with me and I know it would be another game |
If I opened loaded with my five seven |
I was the target of envy, maybe I called her |
I wanted to eat the world and what was in it |
As it rains it dries up, the coffee gets cold |
One day my luck ran |
Holland won, China lost. |