Lyrics of Trap y No Llores - Millonario

Trap y No Llores (original)

Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Te voy a poner al día, me salvé de la policía
Me llevaron para la corte, siempre me salgo con la mía
Me sacaron mi pasaporte, me volaron el otro día
Sábado, conciertazo, se acabó la melancolía
Al mediodía del otro día, tomando cerveza fría
Mujeres casi en pelotas bailando mi melodía
En lencería, qué alegría, imagina qué pasaría
Entera se la metería y nadie se enteraría
Billetes para mis crías, buenas noches, buenos días
¿Jalas o te enclochas, o de mí te olvidarías?
Rayitas pa' las neuronas, rolitas pa' las nalgonas
Flaquitas o triponas, loquitas, cabronas
Rayitas pa' las neuronas, rolitas pa' las nalgonas
Flaquitas o triponas, loquitas, cabronas
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Señor productor, quiero pedirle un favor
Vamos a armar un desmadre, vaya prendiendo el motor
Aunque haya frío afuera, traigo llena la cartera
Para darle en su madre, morritas, fiesta y loquera
Que la muerte no espera, quiero montarme una güera
Y antes de que me muera, le doy gracias a mi disquera
Este es mi estilo de vida, dejaron libre a la fiera
Si me odian que me odien, si me quieren que me quieran
Te voy a poner al día, chinga tu madre tú y tu tía, la vecina
La comadre, todas las de la lotería
Chingue a su madre Coppel, me investigan como la CIA
Y aunque traiga chingos de lana, nunca les pagaría
Que chingue a su madre Trump
Que chingue a su madre el muro
Que chingue a su madre Annabelle
Y que chingue a su madre la de El Conjuro
Señor productor, quiero pedirle un favor
Vamos a armar un desmadre, vaya prendiendo el motor
Aunque haya frío afuera, traigo llena la cartera
Para darle en su madre, morritas, fiesta y loquera
Señor productor, quiero pedirle un favor
Vamos a armar un desmadre, vaya prendiendo el motor
Aunque haya frío afuera, traigo llena la cartera
Para darle en su madre, morritas, fiesta y loquera
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Litros de cerveza y que reboten los culotes
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores
Te voy a poner a trapear
Te voy a poner a trapear
Te voy a poner a trapear
Trap y no llores, trap, trap y no llores

(translation)

Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
I'll bring you up to date, I saved myself from the police
They took me to court, I always get my way
They took my passport, they blew me up the other day
Saturday, great concert, the melancholy is over
At noon the other day, drinking cold beer
Women almost naked dancing to my melody
In lingerie, what joy, imagine what would happen
Whole would put it and nobody would find out
Tickets for my babies, good night, good morning
Do you pull or do you lock, or would you forget about me?
Stripes for the neurons, rolitas for the buttocks
Skinny or triponas, crazy, bitches
Stripes for the neurons, rolitas for the buttocks
Skinny or triponas, crazy, bitches
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Mr producer, I want to ask you a favor
Let's make a mess, start the engine
Although it's cold outside, I bring my wallet full
To give it to her mother, little girls, party and loquera
That death does not wait, I want to ride a blonde
And before she dies, I thank my label
This is my lifestyle, they set the beast free
If they hate me they hate me, if they love me they love me
I'm going to update you, fuck your mother, you and your aunt, the neighbor
The comadre, all of the lottery
Fuck her mother from Ella Coppel, they investigate me like the CIA
And even if I bring a lot of wool, I would never pay them
Fuck her mother of her Trump
Fuck his mother from her the wall
Fuck her mother about her Annabelle
And screw her mother from her from El Conjuro
Mr producer, I want to ask you a favor
Let's make a mess, start the engine
Although it's cold outside, I bring my wallet full
To hit on his mother, little girls, party and loquera
Mr producer, I want to ask you a favor
Let's make a mess, start the engine
Although it's cold outside, I bring my wallet full
To hit on his mother, little girls, party and loquera
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
Liters of beer and let the shorts bounce
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry
I'm going to put you to mop
I'm going to put you to mop
I'm going to put you to mop
Trap and don't cry, trap, trap and don't cry