Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song En Bajita, artist - Mora. Date of issue: 26.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
En Bajita(original) |
| Cambiando el clima pa' que el dinero empiece a llover |
| Vivir como un narco, sin un kilo mover (Wuh) |
| Quiero un privado y no estoy hablando de ir al putero |
| Esas llegan a casa, y sin pedir dinero |
| El cuello siempre bajo cero, que digan: «Ese e' kilero'» |
| Mi lápiz es el pincel de Donatello |
| Viste que escupo fuego si me da la gana (Wuh) |
| En un Lambo tirando chavo' por la ventana |
| Que me falte el dinero, no la gente que me ama |
| Porque hay herida', que ni con dinero se sanan, no |
| No creo en relacione', no; |
| no creo en amore', no |
| Pero si quiere' echamo' un polvo, ma', cómo no, yeh |
| Un saludo especial a lo que picharon |
| De que arriba no se ven, José Feliciano, yah |
| ¿Pa' qué bajarle? |
| Aprieta tú (Uh) |
| Millonario o en un ataú' (En un atáu') |
| Perdona si te incomoda mi actitu' |
| Es que no me llevo con la multitu' |
| Y aquí le' traje' medio pocillo de aperitivo' |
| Conmigo no salen, cabrone', ni en colectivo |
| Siempre en bajita, pero haciendo ruido |
| Y no se lo mamo a nadie pa' buscar sonido |
| Siguen hablando de mí, denme importancia |
| En baja con los ojos como si soy de Asia |
| Con Martino por Miami, la baby es de Francia |
| To’a esta gente me copia y ni me dan las gracia', no |
| Yo-Yo-Young Martino |
| (translation) |
| Changing the weather so that the money starts to rain |
| Live like a narco, without moving a kilo (Wuh) |
| I want a private and I'm not talking about going to the whorehouse |
| Those arrive home, and without asking for money |
| The neck is always below zero, they say: «That e' kilero'» |
| My pencil is Donatello's brush |
| You saw that I spit fire if he feels like it (Wuh) |
| In a Lambo throwing kid out the window |
| That I lack the money, not the people who love me |
| Because there is a wound, that not even with money can be healed, no |
| I don't believe in relationships, no; |
| I don't believe in amore', no |
| But if you want 'let's take' a powder, ma', of course, yeh |
| A special greeting to what they pitched |
| That they can't be seen upstairs, José Feliciano, yah |
| Why lower him? |
| You squeeze (Uh) |
| Millionaire or in a coffin' (In a coffin') |
| Sorry if my attitude bothers you' |
| It's just that I don't get along with the crowd |
| And here I 'brought' you 'half a cup of aperitif' |
| They don't go out with me, you bastard, not even in a group |
| Always low, but making noise |
| And I don't suck it to anyone to look for sound |
| They keep talking about me, give me importance |
| On low with eyes like I'm from Asia |
| With Martino in Miami, the baby is from France |
| All these people copy me and they don't even thank me, no |
| Yo-Yo-Young Martino |