Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song She's Hot , by - Putolargo & LegendarioRelease date: 09.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
She's Hot(original) |
| Earl King |
| & Legendario] |
| People sayin' but they just don’t know |
| What’s in my heart, and why I love you so |
| I love you baby like a miner loves gold |
| Come on baby, let the good times roll |
| Especial dedicación a las hembras de la sala |
| Que están calentando la pista |
| Y llevan un cartel grande en la espalda que pone: |
| «No se toca, propiedad privada hermano» |
| A ti te gusta que te vean, por ahí va se contonea |
| Los mamones babean pero yo sé donde va |
| Sé leer no tocar, el licor más caro del club |
| A ti te gusta que te paguen la copa, no |
| Jamás idiota va a quitarse la ropa |
| Antes te quedas sin pasta tu y seis como tú |
| Ella es fría como un iglú es golosa como la coca |
| A ti te gusta, todo glamour |
| Brillo, purpurina, pompas de boobaloo |
| En el flash en la pista tío todo planeado |
| Miras su culo como un cabrón hipnotizado |
| Porque a ti te gusta que te manden la foto |
| Te gusta brillar, bucear en corazones rotos |
| Tío … ver los trozos por el suelo |
| Mandarlo pa' su casa más caliente que el fuego |
| (translation) |
| Earl King |
| & Legendary] |
| People sayin' but they just don't know |
| What's in my heart, and why I love you so |
| I love you baby like a miner loves gold |
| Come on baby, let the good times roll |
| Special dedication to the females in the room |
| that are heating up the track |
| And they have a big sign on their back that says: |
| "Do not touch, private property brother" |
| You like to be seen, there it goes, it waddles |
| The suckers drool but I know where it goes |
| I can read not touch, the most expensive liquor in the club |
| You like to be paid for your drink, no |
| You idiot will never take off your clothes |
| Before you run out of pasta you and six like you |
| She's cold like an igloo, she's sweet like coke |
| You like it, all glamor |
| Shimmer, glitter, boobaloo bubbles |
| In the flash on the track man everything planned |
| You look at her ass like a hypnotized motherfucker |
| Because you like to be sent the photo |
| You like to shine, dive into broken hearts |
| Dude…see the pieces on the floor |
| Send him to his house hotter than fire |