Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Resaca, artist - Ysy A
Date of issue: 09.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Resaca(original) |
Armáme el trago bien |
Que no quede como la Blocka, yeah |
Mi whisky like musgo |
Siempre está sobre las rocas |
Sé que odian mis frases porque hay comida en mi boca |
Me estoy comiendo la escena |
Que los mozos traigan otra |
Fuck, loco no me frenan |
Me muevo polarizado |
Soy el que maneja el juego |
Tengo a la trampa a mi lado, yeah |
Larry, botellas de Honey por todos lados |
Mami, cuido mi voz |
No hay día que no esté medicado |
¿Y ahora qué lo qué? |
Quiero hablar al contado, quiero un jet privado |
Bruno en vacaciones, playa, sol y ron dorado |
Al igual que yo pero sin mil reclamos, ey |
Sin deudas pesadas ni fechas de pago, ey |
Loca, soy yo el que te eriza |
Mi mierda te dio más colores que Pixar |
Trippin', la house se estalló de la risa |
Bailen niños, los mayores la pisan |
Vivo de estímulos, sin vínculos ni amor |
Lejos de tu circulo |
Me dieron el papel y no por ser buen actor |
Sigo en la era del orgasmo donde todo es furor |
Donde todo galán está buscando su sol |
Y ahora que, y ahora que |
Y ahora que el bloque lo sabe |
Te encerraste con tus miedos y tragaste la llave |
No hay jarabe que apague la tos |
Ni males que paren a dios |
No, sólo infames copiando mi voz |
Difamas mi imagen, ¿quién sos? |
Me río mientras lo pienso, el viejito del «yes, you», heh |
Cierto, ey |
Que da miedo algo tan fresco, si a nadie me parezco |
A la que más lastimé la sigo viendo |
La vida no frena, me sigue sorprendiendo |
Un saludo para el nuevo Gus, ja |
Y que el último apague la luz, ey |
Bitch, ¡rra! |
Escuchando Rocky, me encanta A$AP |
Pero el Pretty Flako en mi cuidad era Spinneta (Luis) |
Mis barras ponen bocas a bailar como la anfeta' |
Hago que cabeceen como negra toa' las chetas |
No le gusto yo, le gusta lo que hago |
Pero bueno, hermano, esa es otra 'e mis faceta' |
Se imagina que para ella escribo toa' mis letra' |
La tengo vendiendo trap mientras ve to' violeta |
Ahora está mojada, antes estaba seca |
Es culpa 'e ese beso que le di por esa seca |
La tengo donde quiero pero no quiere que sepa |
Se va a aguantar las ganas pa' mostrar que se respeta, ah (Linda) |
Es que esa mami quiere mostrar que es loyal |
Actúa conmigo, a esa' gata' las odia |
A las relaciones les tenía fobia |
Pero me escuchó y quiere ser mi novia |
¡Prrra! |
(translation) |
Make me the drink well |
Don't stay like the Blocka, yeah |
My whiskey like moss |
It's always on the rocks |
I know they hate my lines because there's food in my mouth |
I'm eating the scene |
Let the boys bring another |
Fuck, crazy they don't stop me |
I move polarized |
I'm the one who runs the game |
I have the trap by my side, yeah |
Larry, Honey bottles everywhere |
Mommy, I take care of my voice |
There is not a day that I am not medicated |
And now what what? |
I want to talk cash, I want a private jet |
Bruno on vacation, beach, sun and golden rum |
Just like me but without a thousand claims, hey |
Without heavy debts or payment dates, hey |
Crazy, I'm the one who makes you bristle |
My shit gave you more colors than Pixar |
Trippin', the house burst out laughing |
Children dance, the older ones step on it |
I live from stimuli, without ties or love |
away from your circle |
They gave me the role and not because I was a good actor |
I'm still in the era of orgasm where everything is all the rage |
Where every heartthrob is looking for his sun |
And now what, and now what |
And now that the block knows |
You locked yourself in with your fears and swallowed the key |
There is no syrup that turns off the cough |
Nor evils that stop God |
No, just infamous copying my voice |
You defame my image, who are you? |
I laugh while I think about it, the old man from "yes, you", heh |
right, hey |
How scary is something so fresh, if I don't look like anyone |
I still see the one I hurt the most |
Life doesn't stop, it keeps surprising me |
Shout out to the new Gus, ha |
And let the last one turn off the light, hey |
Bitch, ra! |
Listening to Rocky, I love A$AP |
But the Pretty Flako in my town was Spinneta (Luis) |
My bars make mouths dance like amphet' |
I make all the chetas nod like black |
He doesn't like me, he likes what I do |
But hey, brother, that's another 'and my facet' |
She imagines that I write all my lyrics for her |
I have her selling trap while she sees to 'violeta |
She now she is wet, before she was dry |
It's the fault of that kiss I gave her for that dry |
I have her where I want but she doesn't want me to know |
She is going to resist the desire to 'show that she respects herself, ah (Linda) |
It is that mommy wants to show that she is loyal |
She acts with me, she hates that 'cat' |
I had a phobia of relationships |
But she heard me and she wants to be my girlfriend |
prrra! |