Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frío, artist - OktobaDate of issue: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Frío(original) |
| Quiero ver cómo sería, pero no hay pelea |
| Tu combo no vale nada, no fea |
| No me duele tu mirada, no ojear |
| Chirriando la' traseras como en top gear (Yeah) |
| Algo que brilla como Casiopa |
| Creo que nada me sal, que tengo la fea (Woh) |
| Muevo la calle, no me cabrea |
| Y sigo vola’o del to', airdrop |
| Con la' luce' de neón, Laylow |
| A mí nadie me lo dio, big mo |
| Ya no tengo corazón, RIP yo |
| En la calle del amor donde no hay amor |
| No' bajamo' del avión como Rick Ross |
| No me aguanta la presión, Slipknot |
| Camino por el color, Bifröst |
| Di las cosa' como son, aquí todo vuela |
| Música del callejón pa' que no duela |
| Con do' bote' de pastillas en la riñonera (-ñera) |
| Mucha ruina, mucha condena |
| Sin dinero en la cartera, problemas |
| Me están investigando, pero no hay pruebas |
| Soy real hasta que muera, forever |
| Algún día se me lleva, se me lleva |
| Ojalá que no se entere si a mí me detienen |
| Si lo' perro' me la huelen, salimo' en la tele |
| Hago llover lo' papele', no tengo podere' |
| La pongo a decir «skere» contando jurdele' |
| No sé ni lo que me queda, pero me tiene |
| (translation) |
| I want to see what it would be like, but there's no fight |
| Your combo is worthless, not ugly |
| Your look doesn't hurt me, don't peek |
| Squeaking the 'rear as in top gear (Yeah) |
| Something that shines like Cassiopa |
| I think that nothing salts me, that I have the ugly (Woh) |
| I move the street, it doesn't piss me off |
| And I'm still flying from the to', airdrop |
| With the 'light' of neon, Laylow |
| Nobody gave it to me, big mo |
| I don't have a heart anymore, RIP me |
| On the street of love where there is no love |
| We don't get off the plane like Rick Ross |
| I can't take the pressure, Slipknot |
| I walk through color, Bifröst |
| Tell things as they are, here everything flies |
| Alley music so it doesn't hurt |
| With two 'bottle' of pills in the fanny pack (-ñera) |
| Much ruin, much condemnation |
| No money in the wallet, problems |
| They are investigating me, but there is no proof |
| I'm real until I die, forever |
| Someday it takes me, it takes me |
| I hope they don't find out if they stop me |
| If the 'dog' smells me, we go out' on TV |
| I make the paper rain, I have no power |
| I put her to say "skere" counting swear to her |
| I don't even know what I have left, but he has me |