Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sloth Lasser, artist - Cookin Soul.
Date of issue: 01.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Sloth Lasser(original) |
Gimme that, mami |
Gi—gimme that, gimme, gimme that |
Cookin Soul |
Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis |
Miro de reojo sus Levi’s |
Sloth Brite, Rasta Baggy |
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el booty |
Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis |
Miro de reojo sus Levi’s |
Sloth Brite, Rasta Baggy |
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el— |
Mientras mi colega se hace un polen, pienso: |
«Llevo to' este tiempo con los mismos pantalones» |
Hice una lista con sus muchas decepciones |
Con trucos a las pruebas que ella misma me pone |
Combino los colores pa' que esto te mole |
Para que me lleves en tus cascos cuando vas al cole |
Mis colegas eran frikis, no los abusones |
Y ahora tipo listo entre depredadores |
Cuando follamos en el barrio nacen flores |
Cuando conduzco te lanzo caparazones |
No puedes convencerme si no tienes razones (Qué va) |
Si te haces el muerto puede que te devore |
Tú buscabas un culpable, pero esto no es el Cluedo |
Escupo el chicle y lo pateo sin que toque el suelo |
Con mi sello de plata y un abrigo de pelo |
Si te metes con los míos, nos batimos en duelo |
(translation) |
Gimme that, mommy |
Gi—gimme that, gimme, gimme that |
cooking soul |
I wash my dishes, I record my movies |
I glance at his Levi's |
Sloth Brite, Rasta Baggy |
With my rhythm they all move the booty |
I wash my dishes, I record my movies |
I glance at his Levi's |
Sloth Brite, Rasta Baggy |
With my rhythm they all move the— |
While my colleague is doing a pollen, I think: |
"I've been wearing the same pants all this time" |
I made a list of your many disappointments |
With tricks to the tests that she puts on me |
I combine the colors so that this is cool for you |
So that you take me in your helmets when you go to school |
My colleagues were geeks, not bullies |
And now smart guy among predators |
When we fuck in the neighborhood flowers are born |
When I drive I throw shells at you |
You can't convince me if you don't have reasons (No way) |
If you play dead, it may devour you |
You were looking for a culprit, but this is not Cluedo |
I spit out the gum and kick it without it touching the ground |
With my silver seal and a fur coat |
If you mess with mine, we duel |