Lyrics of Party de Popis - Lo Blanquito, Mike, Miguel Duarte

Party de Popis (original)

Oye, popi
En este party tú anda' con un blanquito bien loqui
Tranquila, que te brindo un trago má' duro que rocky
No te doy mi celular porque yo uso Walkie-talkie
No veo NBA, pero tengo to' los Milwaukee
Box Laritox para tu voz
Vamo' perreando lento, aunque yo sé que tú eres veloz
Oye, tú anda' con El Sholi, no me venga con because
No' vamo en la pasola y volando pa' mi cono
Pa' Grecia, aunque tú 'tés necia
Y si tú 'tás necia, me convierto en tu anestecia
Si esto fuera química, yo fuera la ciencia
Yo soy un experto quitando la inocencia
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
Oye, ¿le llegate al party de lo animale'?
Donde perreamo y hacemo cosa' normale'
No queremo gente muy sentimentale'
Escúchame, chillea y prendete un gare
Oyeme, popi, yo sé lo que quiero
Si no te me pega, yo me desespero
Vamo' a darle duro, yo no quiero pero
Pero hazme el favor y tócatelo entero
Tomate tu tiempo, tranquila, yo espero
Yo no soy un perro, soy un caballero
Te dije muy claro, por ti no me muero
Si no quiere coro, te hago el redoldero, ¿me entiende?
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
Yo!
Priva en fina pero ella media loca
Un shot de tequila y me tira pa' la boca
¿Y qué e' lo que tú dice, mi loca?
We got this, baby conmigo tú te sofoca
Cuando el de lo trébol toca, tú te desacata
Mueve tu cintura dura, que eso a mi me mata
Yo te prendo en fuego, como una fogata
Deja de stalkearme, no gaste tu data
Soco, Soco, Soco-Soco Francis
En su celular me guarda como Daddy
Me gustó, casi soltó delante de everybody
House’s como ella me pone bien natty
Le dicen Lary, la jugué como un Atari
En el party, anda con su amiga Mary
It’s so hary, del 1 al 10 ellas son el ten
Popi con pedigri y lo sabe bien
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
Oye, popi
Dale, caile al party
Pónteme suelta, pégate y báilame delante de everybody
We got this, baby
Socke, bro
Sholivery
Lean
Beto Peláez, yao'
Miguel Duarte «El De Los Trébol»

(translation)

hey pop
In this party you walk with a very crazy white boy
Don't worry, I'll give you a harder drink than rocky
I don't give you my cell phone because I use walkie-talkie
I don't watch NBA, but I have all the Milwaukee
Box Laritox for your voice
Vamo' perreando slowly, although I know that you are fast
Hey, you're with El Sholi, don't come to me with because
We're not going on the pasola and flying to my cone
For Greece, although you're foolish
And if you're stupid, I become your anesthesia
If this were chemistry, I would be science
I am an expert removing innocence
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
Hey, did you come to the animal party?
Where we dance and do normal things
We don't want very sentimental people'
Listen to me, scream and turn on a gare
Listen to me, popi, I know what I want
If he doesn't hit me, I'll despair
Let's hit it hard, I don't want to but
But do me a favor and play it all
Take your time, calm down, I wait
I am not a dog, I am a gentleman
I told you very clearly, for you I will not die
If you don't want a choir, I'll play the role of you, do you understand me?
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
I!
Private in fine but she half crazy
A shot of tequila and it throws me in the mouth
And what is what you say, my crazy?
We got this, baby with me you suffocate
When the club hits, you disobey you
Move your hard waist, that kills me
I set you on fire, like a campfire
Stop stalking me, don't waste your data
Soco, Soco, Soco-Soco Francis
On his cell phone he keeps me as Daddy
He liked me, he almost let go in front of everybody
House's how she makes me natty good
They call it Lary, I played it like an Atari
At the party, she hangs out with her friend Mary
It's so hary, from 1 to 10 they are the ten
Popi with pedigree and she knows it well
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
hey pop
Come on, come to the party
Put me loose, hit me and dance me in front of everybody
We got this, baby
sock bro
Sholivery
Read
Beto Pelaez, yao'
Miguel Duarte "The One Of The Clover"