THUNDER Y LIGHTNING Lyrics English Translation by Bad Bunny
Your desires, Eladio devoured them
I only wanted to be stable, a millionaire
No
Now that I am, I’m going to spend it however the hell I want
The son of Sol Maria, Octavio’s grandson
My children are legends, it’s hereditary
It’s us, to hell with the rest
You’ll never catch me without Eddie D and the newspaper
Big M in my account, like Super Mario
We did what was necessary to achieve it
I don’t even have a day off on my schedule
And even less time for you, my timetable
No
No
They say God’s timing is perfect
I’m here because it had to happen
Joseando every day, working hard as hell, nothing was left to chance
Some want me dead, they see me and come to hug me
In a declared war, they say people don’t die, so I won’t warn
No
Thunder, Lighting, masked, we leave you in the parking lot
(Grrr pow)
200 grand just in one chanting
(Hey Bitch)
Yeah
On top of the stacks doing planking (Mula)
Ey Ey
Here, we’re like the Vikings
Ey Ey
Thunder, Lighting, masked, we leave you in the parking lot
(Brr)
The VIP is full of models, it looks like a casting
Je’
I took two who are a tag team
(Pow pow)
One for me, one for Ela
Ey Ey
Benji Franklin
Aston Martin
I’m ballin’
Luka Spalding
Poli wooh shh
Warning
Code Barney
Combi Marni
Messi Hat Trick
Patrick Star
Lambo Urus
Automatic
Young Legend
Nas Illmatic
Bad Bo
Ela
You’re not listening to just anyone
Playing all the small venues in Formentera
And in the cars in Santurce and Cantera
You release a record, hehe, and no one notices
I release mine and it’s on the whole chart
All my verses are good, but my bars are not for kindergarteners
Cold wherever I step, for me, the whole year is winter
In Los Angeles with a bunch of angels riding in the Sprinter
Yellow and green Lamborghini, like a light switch
The firefighters don’t want me in the studio
The booth’s on fire just with an interlude
Harley Brothers, Shaq and Kobe, Beno, and Eladio
It’s a guaranteed hit, like Vladi in Ontario
Ey
Guaranteed hit, like Mike Trout in the Angels
Like Igor in the old Rangers times
Kendo 2012, I pull it out and it sounds dangerous
Turn on the autotune, I’m about to blow up
Your last tour was like a school trip
Patron Saint Festival, who’s going to dethrone me
Thunder and Lighting, if we hit the streets, the weather will thunder
Thunder, Lighting, masked, we leave you in the parking lot
(Grrr pow)
200 grand just in one chanting
(Hey Bitch)
On top of the stacks doing planking (Mula)
Here, we’re like the Vikings
Ey ey
Thunder, Lighting, I’m an astro like Ricky Martin
You’ve seen me, all my songs are charting
You’ve seen me with the same ones while you’re friends with everyone
Like Balvin