Carolina Lyrics English Translation by De La Rose
If you turn off your location, don’t complain later
You do it with bad intentions and I’m even worse
There’s a party, there’s a little note
Tonight there’s no fine lady stuff (Uh)
All the girls in little skirts (Yeah)
They’re bad bitches, Carolina
There’s a party, there’s a little note (Little note)
Tonight there’s no fine lady stuff (Yeah)
All the girls in little skirts (Uh)
They’re bad bitches, Carolina
Hey, where are you? (Where are you?)
You over there, me over here (Me over here)
My phone ain’t blowing up, I deleted the history (Uh-uh)
Yeah, baby, I dumped you
Bad Bo’s getting married and I didn’t recite you
More free than ever, I only reply if it’s a 10 (Yeah)
I’m paying a trainer, did you see I got hacked? (Ah-ah)
That bites you (Bites)
Babe, ever since I told you “leave” (Uh)
This cake ain’t for your birthday (Birthday)
You got it in once, that was luck, like the three 7s
Hey, I saw your little cat, hilarious (Hahaha)
She looks like she doesn’t got it
You know my mouth tastes good
And even dying you won’t forget this pussy
You get hooked, daddy, you get hooked
And that you don’t miss her, that’s a lie (Uh)
If I hit you up, you get activated (You get activated)
I look at you and you sigh (Ah)
You get hooked, daddy, you get hooked
And that you don’t miss her, that’s a lie
If I hit you up, you get activated
I look at you and you sigh
There’s a party, there’s a little note
Tonight there’s no fine lady stuff (Fine)
All the girls in little skirts (Mmm, ah)
They’re bad bitches, Carolina
There’s a party, there’s a little note (Note)
Tonight there’s no fine lady stuff (Note)
All the girls in little skirts (Uh)
They’re bad bitches, Carolina
This is De La, hey
This is for all the pretty girls, hey
The bad bitches, Carolina, hey, yeah
Those are my girls
Hey
Tell me, Cauty, hey
You know I’ll dance on you, hey
You know I’ll dance on you
The One Who Floats On The Beat
Turn it up NEO, don’t lower it, hey
Give me another track so they can dance, hey
Give me another track so they can—
Look, Phantom, change this rhythm, I sing like a boss
Grinding