ALCOBA Lyrics English Translation by Cris MJ & Clarent
(feat. Clarent)
Panda Black, Panda Black
Gra-gra, boom, boom, boom, boom
MJ
Panda Black, Panda Black
MJ
Eh-eh
Maybe it was your scent (Your scent)
Ma, I’ll take you to Rome
All night in the bedroom
Tonight she wants me to eat it up
Just in case you hadn’t thought of me (Of me)
I came to be right here (Here) for you (For you, for you)
The night is uncertain and you’ll sleep next to me (My baby)
This morning in the bedroom, then in Paris
Just in case you hadn’t thought of me
I came to be right here (Here) for you (For you, baby)
The night is uncertain and you’ll sleep next to me
This morning in the bedroom, then in Paris
Mami, tell me where you’re at, I’ll pull up
That ass has got me blind
If they ask, I laugh, but I never deny it
You know I’m a outlaw like Tego
Hands in the fire, I always bet it all for you
I know you had forgotten me, but I never erase that pussy
And especially not with that diamond you got in the middle, pink like an Uzi
Just in case you hadn’t thought of me (Of me, ah)
You know I’ve always been right here for you
I wanna blow you up like a TNT
Don’t hesitate to call me, you know I’ll come through
Tonight we throw a couple rounds, get ready, mami
A couple grams, inside the Goyard, honey so we don’t miss
We’re traveling, so tasty, you’re the baby
She won’t let go even when it’s over
Maybe it was your scent (Your scent)
Ma, I’ll take you to Rome
All night in the bedroom
Tonight she wants me to eat it up
Just in case you hadn’t thought of me (Of me)
I came to be right here (Here) for you (For you, for you)
The night is uncertain and you’ll sleep next to me (My baby)
This morning in the bedroom, then in Paris
I had to get close, she said “let’s go” and I take you to the beyond
With her scent of Baccarat, she teleported me, she doesn’t care about anything
Lamborghini Aventador (Yeah), she wasn’t impressed (No)
She’s like me, walks in Dior (In Dior)
I stopped by for a gift at Louis Vuitton
And that’s how, baby, we leveled up
I don’t know if you’ll last my whole life (Ah)
But when we don’t talk (Ah-ah)
I feel down, down, down (Yeah)
She’s got a friend and they go out all the fine nights
Wine, the outfits, the loafers
It only goes away when I finish
She got scared, I came inside her
I’m gonna make her always imagine me
A week of fucking right here in Chile
Or to Mexico to swim with dolphins
Yeah
Tell me, MJ
The Ballers of the City, yeah
Tell me, Turbo
(Mami, tell me where you’re at, where you’re at)
Tra, tra, tra, tra
Gerar (A couple grams, inside the Goyard, honey so we don’t miss)
Gra-gra, boom, boom, boom, boom
This some big baller shit, yeah
Yeah
Where you at, oh-oh, mmm, ah-ah