Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreams, artist - Rels B. Date of issue: 04.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Dreams(original) |
| What’s up? |
| Cookin' Soul |
| Cookin' Soul, Dj Flamb, bitch |
| Con los de siempre, Skinny-kinny Flakkk |
| Yes, sir |
| Oye |
| Empecé currando de albañil, papi (Work) |
| Soñaba con lo que ahora estoy viviendo, papi |
| No quiero un Maseratti ni un Bugatti |
| Quiero un siete plazas donde quepan muchas chatis (All the bitches) |
| Dios no existe pero sí que existe el karma |
| Salgo de la tienda, ya no pitan las alarmas |
| Fresco, guapo y estiloso ya tú sa’es ma' |
| (Fresco, guapo y estiloso ya tú sa’es ma') |
| Están obsesionados con ser callejeros (Bah) |
| Yo estoy obsesiona’o con salir del ghetto (Money) |
| Cuando muera de mayor quiero pisar el cielo |
| Tengo que ser bueno, allí me espera mi abuelo |
| Me gusta el cuero como a un rockero |
| Esos parceros me tiran duelo, no es nada nuevo (Nada) |
| Lo que sí es nuevo es el reloj que guarda mi joyero |
| Flaquito pero me comí el pastel entero, pussy |
| Me enamoré de alguna jachi loca |
| Por culpa del calor que no me dio la otra |
| Trato a las mujeres como reinas porque es lo que toca |
| Pero cuida’o a ver la que te toca |
| Me están copiando el estilo y las frases |
| Me están tirando beef, ayer pedían bases |
| Yo ya sabía que eras feka pero no te pases (Na) |
| No eras trapero, eras el tonto de la clase (Jajaja) |
| Te faltan par de años en la vida pa' saber que si te callas estás más guapa |
| todavía (Shh) |
| Que no tienes la razón, que tú eres una consentida |
| La vida no es color rosa, la vida es una jodía, mami (That is true) |
| El secreto está en las masas, y no en la masa |
| Saber con quien te juntas, saber con quien te casas |
| En esta mierda hay aguiluchos y culebras falsas |
| Así que cuida de tu pasta, que se te escapa, bitch |
| (translation) |
| What's up? |
| Cookin' Soul |
| Cookin' Soul, Dj Flamb, bitch |
| With the usual Skinny-kinny Flakkk |
| yes sir |
| Hey |
| I started working as a bricklayer, daddy (Work) |
| I dreamed of what I'm living now, daddy |
| I don't want a Maseratti or a Bugatti |
| I want a seven-seater where many chatis fit (All the bitches) |
| God does not exist but karma does exist |
| I leave the store, the alarms no longer sound |
| Fresh, handsome and stylish and you know it's ma' |
| (Fresh, handsome and stylish and you are ma') |
| They are obsessed with being street (Bah) |
| I am obsessed with getting out of the ghetto (Money) |
| When I die of major I want to step on the sky |
| I have to be good, my grandfather is waiting for me there |
| I like leather like a rocker |
| Those partners mourn me, it's nothing new (Nothing) |
| What is new is the watch that my jewelry box keeps |
| Skinny but I ate the whole cake, pussy |
| I fell in love with some crazy jachi |
| Because of the heat that the other one didn't give me |
| I treat women like queens because that's what's up |
| But be careful to see the one that touches you |
| They are copying my style and phrases |
| They are throwing beef at me, yesterday they asked for bases |
| I already knew you were feka but don't go overboard (Na) |
| You weren't a rag picker, you were the idiot of the class (Hahaha) |
| You are missing a couple of years in your life to know that if you shut up you are prettier |
| still (shh) |
| That you are not right, that you are spoiled |
| Life is not pink, life is a shit, mommy (That is true) |
| The secret is in the masses, and not in the mass |
| Know who you hang out with, know who you marry |
| In this shit there are harriers and false snakes |
| So take care of your dough, it slips away, bitch |