Lyrics of Don't Tell My Mama - Rels B

Don't Tell My Mama - Rels B
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Date of issue: 08.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish

Don't Tell My Mama

(original)
Don’t tell my mama please
Que corra el Usain cuando aparece la police
Todo el día rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
Se fue rápido como el dinero
Aun así, sé que volverá en enero
Aun así, sé que me merezco el cielo
Por no haberlo llenado de agujeros
Me lo estoy bebiendo o me lo estoy fumando
Soy Skinnky Flako puta, el Wiz Khalifa blanco
Tengo el blunt en las manos ¿quieres probarlo?
Estamos en la cima nena, habrá que celebrarlo
It’s my moment of truth
Mi mentalidad es fuck the police and fuck you
Me faltan ganas y me sobra actitud
Picando el verde en la tarima with my crew
Yo no quiero el Sonar ni quiero tu diploma
Yo quiero llevarme al hotel a la más tetona
Esos putos fakes son showmans
Luego no tienen los huevos en persona
Nena, deja el teléfono, ya nos veremos luego
No me ahogues, sin oxígeno no hay fuego
No tengo dinero como pa comprarte el cielo
Pero si quieres te llevo
Me gusta que me digas que soy bueno
Porque me sube el ego, desde luego
Tengo los pulmones más podridos que un minero
Asi qué mama, si me muero, que sepas que te quiero
Don’t tell my mama please
Que corra el Usain cuando aparece la police
Todo el día rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
Don’t tell my mama please
Que corra el Usain cuando aparece la police
Todo el día rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
(translation)
Don't tell my mama please
Let Usain run when the police show up
All day rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
Gone fast as money
Still I know he'll be back in January
Still I know I deserve heaven
For not having filled it with holes
I'm drinking it or I'm smoking it
I'm skinnky flako bitch, the white Wiz Khalifa
I have the blunt in my hands, do you want to try it?
We are at the top baby, we will have to celebrate
It's my moment of truth
My mentality is fuck the police and fuck you
I lack desire and I have plenty of attitude
Chopping the green on the stage with my crew
I don't want Sonar and I don't want your diploma
I want to take the most busty girl to the hotel
Those fucking fakes are showmans
Then they don't have the eggs in person
Baby, put the phone down, we'll see you later
Don't drown me, without oxygen there is no fire
I don't have money to buy you heaven
But if you want I'll take you
I like that you tell me I'm good
Because it raises my ego, of course
I have lungs more rotten than a miner
So what mom, if I die, you know that I love you
Don't tell my mama please
Let Usain run when the police show up
All day rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
Don't tell my mama please
Let Usain run when the police show up
All day rollin, rollin, rollin
Everyday rollin, rollin, rollin…
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Artist lyrics: Rels B