YSL Lyrics English Translation by 8belial
(feat. yyy891, JOHNNYFUU)
Tuning into radio FUU
El Príncipe, the mixtape
Young swag
The cash moves for me from France to Madrid
She carries it in cash and they’re twenties, she’s my mule
And her father doesn’t want me at his house
I don’t hang out with women without a fortune
I’m a white boy, I’m skinny, come on, pussy
I’m looking for a fat fortune like Buddha
They think I don’t do anything
I’m flexin’ in the piggy bank (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
She moves it for me, she’s my mule (Ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, my Goyard is full (Turn up)
I walk into the boutique without knowing the time (Eh, eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (Okay, okay)
She wants to wipe the “Yves Saint Laurent” off my neck
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
She’s my mule (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
She’s my mule
And I’m ready for another hit, alive like Dr. Dre
Come on, drink up, for my girl and let’s mix our DNA
I’m talking about money, I attract it, I already know
Fuck, I’ll eat you up like a princess (Tatiana and the frog)
She’s a princess from a fairy tale
A hot baddie from a magazine
If I go in, she begs me to give it to her until the morning, ah-ah-ah
I met her in Havana, money to invest
Baddie makes me fly, and I make the music
I have her in my phone case and as my screensaver
Superbaddie and super bad, if she aims she shoots
I have an AK tattooed with her bad girl name
She kissed me at the entrance, I hadn’t even bought anything yet
The cash moves for me from France to Madrid
She carries it in cash and they’re twenties, she’s my mule
And her father doesn’t want me at his house
I don’t hang out with women without a fortune
I’m a white boy, I’m skinny, come on, pussy
I’m looking for a fat fortune like Buddha
They think I don’t do anything
I’m flexin’ in the piggy bank (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
She moves it for me, she’s my mule (Ah-ah-ah)
Money on the floor, my Goyard is full (Turn up)
I walk into the boutique without knowing the time (Eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (Okay, okay)
She wants to wipe the “Yves Saint Laurent” off my neck
I light a blunt by the fireplace (Eh)
She walks around the house in a thong so I can see her
If I don’t give it to her today, she’ll fight me in a little while (Eh)
Pedal, pedal (Oh-eh)
I bought her 700 in new lingerie
I gave it to her heavy all night and I sweated it all out
She left two kisses on my sweatshirt
So the other chicks don’t come near, don’t even smell me (Oh-eh)
She didn’t ask, and without me noticing she took my clothes off
Let’s go to the pool and if we smoke weed we’ll swim naked, eh-eh
With a couple of drinks we get in the mood
And I throw the Jäger straight to her mouth
I bought it all in the boutique for my crazy baby
The cash moves for me from France to Madrid
She carries it in cash and they’re twenties, she’s my mule
And her father doesn’t want me at his house
I don’t hang out with women without a fortune
I’m a white boy, I’m skinny, come on, pussy
I’m looking for a fat fortune like Buddha
They think I don’t do anything
I’m flexin’ in the piggy bank (Eh, eh-eh, eh)
She moves it for me, she’s my mule
Money on the floor, my Goyard is full (Turn up)
I walk into the boutique without knowing the time (Eh-eh-eh)
I bought it all for my crazy baby (Okay, okay)
She wants to wipe the “Yves Saint Laurent” off my neck
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
She’s my mule (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
She’s my mule