Lyrics of Kelly - Dillom, Muerejoven, KAKTOV

Kelly (original)

No somos de Rappi pero hacemos deli'
Me lo trae gratis, yo me voy feliz
Te limpio el panorama, me voy con la Kelly
Vamo' a darle pa' tirar, ey, no puedo hablar
A mi me odian por vender y cantar…
Pussy rapero, ¿de qué estás hablando?
Una cadena de sesenta y cuatro…
Dillom, bajate del pony
Me llegan ofertas de Sony
Yo 'toy terminando el cole
Como a Kelly, lo tengo limpiando all day
Me llama a mi casa;
pregunta: «¿Qué pasa?»
Los tengo a esos rapero' dándole replay
Como a Kelly, lo tengo limpiando all day
Me llama a mi casa;
pregunta: «¿Qué pasa?»
Los tengo a esos rapero' dándole replay
con trofeo de campeones
'Toy en mi casa comiendo unos macarrones
Saca pandilla y son solo caritas
Saco esta mierda solo para el Insta
No me conoce y después me imita
Viene su novio, me ve y se irrita
Iggy Azalea, look at that bitch
Pussy rapero me ofrece un remix
No tengo un peso pero igual
Marco como Kelly, se le acabo la peli
Por la puera entra el dinero, cuento los papele'
A mi no me llame al celi mientra' juego al tenis
Si total la droga la trae el Ceci
Uy, que aburrida debe ser su vida
Pa' que vengan y hablen de la mía
Con todos esos ya corté cabida…

(translation)

We are not from Rappi but we do deli'
He brings it to me for free, I leave happy
I clean the scene for you, I'm going with Kelly
We're going to give it to shoot, hey, I can't talk
They hate me for selling and singing...
Pussy rapper, what are you talking about?
A string of sixty-four...
Dillom, get off the pony.
I get offers from Sony
I'm finishing school
Like Kelly, I have him cleaning all day
She calls me at home;
asks, "What's up?"
I have those rapper' giving it replay
Like Kelly, I have him cleaning all day
He calls me at home;
asks, "What's up?"
I have those rapper' giving it replay
with champions trophy
'I'm at home eating some macaroni
Take out gang and they are just faces
I put this shit out just for the Insta
He doesn't know me and then imitates me
Her boyfriend comes from her, sees me and gets irritated
Iggy Azalea, look at that bitch
Pussy rapper offers me a remix
I don't have a weight but the same
Marco as Kelly, he ran out of the movie
The money enters through the door, I count the papers
Don't call me on cell phone while I play tennis
Yes, the drug is brought by Ceci
Oops, how boring his life must be
So that they come and talk about mine
With all those I already cut space...