Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tarde, artist - MdbcrewDate of issue: 01.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Tarde(original) |
| Dos mil y pico, zorras |
| Yeh |
| Me siento, lo prenso, sé lo que estarás pensando (¿Qué?) |
| Sus besos, mi templo, esto no está funcionando (No) |
| Te invento, mil vientos, quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh) |
| Quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh), quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh) |
| Me siento, lo prenso, sé lo que estarás pensando (Ah) |
| Sus besos, mi templo, esto no está funcionando (Ah) |
| Te invento, mil vientos, quiero que me sigas mirando |
| Quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh), quiero que me sigas mirando |
| Aspiro el momento y borro to' por dentro pero sé como manejarlo |
| Hay droga por todo tu ambiente, jodiendo el fucking dirigente |
| Putas hablando de mi gente, silencios muestrense presentes |
| Confiable como tu propuesta, pero fino como tu apuesta |
| O como el perfume caro que se ponen esas demonias para irse de fiesta |
| Siguen hablando, dice usted que estamos inventando |
| Muchos que vienen con bardos, noches que llevan encargos |
| Y sin embargo (Y sin embargo), quieren seguir señalando |
| A la única musa de la Patagonia que flota en piernas de alto rango |
| Sigo ruleando (Sigo ruleando) |
| Lo estas viendo, se lo sigo dando |
| Enrolo smokin', mi piba esperando |
| Drug en la street, buena mierda girando |
| ¿Qué estás mirando? |
| (¿Qué estás mirando?) |
| ¿Toda la money que estoy malgastando? |
| (Jajaja) |
| Voy como Tony en lo alto jugando |
| Fueron mis hommies si andan preguntando (Yeh) |
| Bang Bro |
| (translation) |
| Two thousand and something, bitches |
| Yeh |
| I feel it, I press it, I know what you'll be thinking (What?) |
| Her kisses, my temple, this is not working (No) |
| I invent you, thousand winds, I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah) |
| I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah), I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah) |
| I feel, I press it, I know what you'll be thinking (Ah) |
| Your kisses, my temple, this is not working (Ah) |
| I invent you, thousand winds, I want you to keep looking at me |
| I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah), I want you to keep looking at me |
| I inhale the moment and erase everything inside but I know how to handle it |
| There's dope all over your vibe, fucking up the fucking leader |
| Whores talking about my people, silence be present |
| Reliable as your proposal, but fine as your bet |
| Or like the expensive perfume that those demoniacs put on to go to a party |
| They keep talking, you say we're making it up |
| Many that come with bards, nights that carry errands |
| And yet (And yet), they want to keep pointing |
| To the only muse in Patagonia that floats on high-ranking legs |
| I keep rolling (I keep rolling) |
| You're seeing it, I keep giving it to him |
| I enroll smokin', my girl waiting |
| Drug on the street, good shit spinning |
| What are you looking at? |
| (What are you looking at?) |
| All the money I'm wasting? |
| (LOL) |
| I go like Tony on high playing |
| It was my hommies if they are asking (Yeh) |
| bang bro |