1204 Lyrics English Translation by De La Rose
I’ll see you at the after, you were all alone
And your little kitty, where did you leave him?
You came out for me, I can feel that
Right away she followed me, and whispered in my ear:
“I can tell you’re lost” (“I can tell you’re lost”)
“Come up to my room” (“Come up to my room”)
You’ve got the location, 1204
And the air on cold (The air real cold)
It’s just that you’re a little freak, that little note’s got you high (High)
I spend all my days deep in your Insta to see what you’re gonna post
Uh-ah-ah-ah
Missionary on the edge of the bed
That’s what I think of when I see your face
That blonde who’s your girlfriend
I saw her too, I’m craving her
Invite her, let’s see what she does (Eh-eh)
The three of us are gonna have a good time
Oh, baby (Baby)
And I confess that if I see you again, of course I’m gonna hit on you (Uh)
If that’s your baby, and you don’t mind, share her, split her up (Split her up)
I just want a quickie, nothing more, I’m not trying to steal her from you, take her from you
The song’s got my freakiness out of control, out of control
Lost in the note (“I can tell you’re lost”)
And if I go up to your room (“Come up to my room”)
I already got the location, 1204
Turn the air real cold (The air real cold)
Because I’m a little freak, the little joint’s got me feeling crazy
I spend all my days on your Insta to see what you’re gonna post
Two espresso martinis, for the infinity pool
After she fucks me, she disappears, I call her “Houdini”
I’m gonna steal you like Miko did to TINI
Tell that dude that you’re out without a leash today
And to please save the speech
Tonight we celebrate and tomorrow it’s a hangover for Dorado Beach
I told her: “Get on all fours” and she said: “Capisce”
Call your friend and let’s do a switch
Always freshly showered, she smells like peach
For that ass I’m going all-in
All designer, she doesn’t want Supreme
Private flight and off to San Martín
So she sees that the sky isn’t the limit
I’ll take you even further, I’m looking for a towel
To dry up the mess you left
On the floor, it’s sick
You climb on top without permission
And if tomorrow you hit me up, well I’ll hit on you again
And if that’s your baby, and you don’t mind, share her, share her
I just want a quickie, nothing more, I’m not trying to steal her from you, take her from you
The song’s got my freakiness out of control, out of control
I’ll see you at the after, you were all alone
And your little kitty, where did you leave him?
You came out for me, although I already sense it
That’s why she followed me, she told me: “I’ll follow you”