JERSY Lyrics English Translation by Justin Quiles & Lenny Tavárez
(feat. Sech, Dalex, Dímelo Flow)
I picture you and it makes me feel like
1942 and ***
Come and stay until tomorrow
You look so good in my jersey
I’m not a piece of ***, but he is
Come with me, let’s live like Messi
And if they catch us, I’ll say: “***, it was me” (Uh)
You’re tiny like a jockey
And the baby moves it like a gypsy
On my shirt I’ve got your lipstick smeared
I had you work-work like you were RiRi
All scorned, but then I showed up
And I spotted her right away with a pull of her hair
If they leave you out in the street, I’ll give you a lift to the sky
Don’t live in that hell, come, your new heaven, come, your new heaven
Ey, what the *** you mean, baby?
That guy of yours is a ***’ snitch, baby
I’m about to dump him in a ditch, baby
So he won’t bother you anymore, baby
To forget you I brought a little green, yei
You make my heart race to a thousand, bae
Why you come here in those jeans?
You make me horny like drops on a tin roof
You look so good in my jersey
I’m not a piece of ***, but he is
Come with me, let’s live like Messi
And if they catch us, I’ll say: “***, it was me” (Uh)
You’re tiny like a jockey
And the baby moves it like a gypsy
On my shirt I’ve got your lipstick smeared
I had you work-work like you were RiRi
This is Sech
You-You-You look so good in my LeBron jersey
She also took my brown Louis Vuitton for the gym, yeah
Sometimes I wonder if she loves me, and with good reason, yeah
It’s just you have more chest than heart
And tell me, pretty girl
Why do I buy you clothes? If you’re always naked (Uh)
Speak clearly, tell me when you’re moving
I throw her a good *** and the girl doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t hesitate
Ey, that dude ain’t worth nothin’ (Uh)
She tells me we’ll meet up and it’s ***
I call her and she goes
She asks for *** and doesn’t ask me for a single peso
Ey, baby, let me know if you wanna go out (With-With me)
You tell me and I’ll get to where you are
You just got back from hanging out and now you wanna come
My little freak calls me (Calls)
Says I’m her baby (Baby)
That *** misses me (Misses me)
That without me she can’t come (Eh)
Put on the Bulls jersey and we’ll make your man a bull
Your wrist and neck with Van Cleef, I’ll decorate them for you (Oh-oh)
That *** bejeweled, and I’ve got it in gold
If we get together, we go viral with no promo
Things always heat up when I set you off (Uh-yeah)
You’re my little freak
She puts on my jersey, to *** me she takes it off, yeah
Baby, put on the 10 so I can score a goal
Or you can take it off if you get hot (Uh-wuh)
Like Kehlani, I like the way your body is
Stay in your ***, ’cause you look better that way (Yeah)
You look so good in my jersey
I’m not a piece of ***, but he is
Come with me, let’s live like Messi
And if they catch us, I’ll say: “***, it was me” (Uh)
You’re tiny like a jockey
And the baby moves it like a gypsy
On my shirt I’ve got your lipstick smeared
I had you work-work like you were RiRi