4 ROSES Lyrics English Translation by Kaze
I have on the bed a miss
And now that she’s mine, the camera is there
Digging into the sheets and calls until the thousand
But she doesn’t keep me, she’s got three sixes on her back
And I feel like spanking her
The love of my life or the trap
Either way, I ended up full of marks
The little doll on top of the cake
Who slaps me if she writes me letters
Who puts up with me and also tightens my throat
Who insults me and I love it
What do you need?
I have a style that stands out
Show the card, discard it
Who wants to break it and I break it, hey
The hardest in Spanish rap
Pink, cough, like a strawberry in the bowl
You were a “ho,” daddy, oh, tough, slow
Erased your phone, if I’m better alone
I’m with Kaze, we’re causing mental havoc
Oh, don’t tell me, “How’s it going?”
I’m going to make you frolic in your mind, adderall
I’m a bomb about to explode, boom
Four roses for you, four roses for me, eh-eh
Four roses for you, four roses for me, eh-eh
Four roses for you, four roses for me, eh-eh
Four roses for you, four roses for me
I need time; I’m seeing you too much
If I lie to you, I don’t love you; if I’m honest, I love you
I write lyrics between teeth and remember you between drinks
I know you understand that I’m improving
I-I-I-I know it’s okay, that it’s going well
And I brought the notebook to see it burn
Had to pass the time, and I feel great
Regaining my breath, my place, and my home
I don’t care about losing anymore; I already lost the one I loved
I didn’t know how to do it; may God forgive me
If I don’t lose you, then I’ll lose myself
I have to learn to stand on my own
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, six
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, six
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, six
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, six
My schedule is tight, honey; I don’t know when to give you a date
I don’t know why I bought her a little dress if she takes it off when she sees me
I make you the seven dwarfs and then another seven for there to be little sisters
We’ll ask for help from Caritas; I won’t have the money
I walk the dog in pajamas, and the gypsy girls ask for photos
Fur sandals, a melon bun, I know I’m pretty, I can see it in your face
I never cared about their opinion at all; bitch mode, my only mode
I put my pussy on the table, but to eat it, I go on my knees, eat it all
I want the net amount, I want a banger, Nieto
Wear the tail like Chikorita, what a terrain I get into
I can be her handsome or her Conor, and she is my beautiful or my throne
She only sings in the shower, but I’m her fan, and I react to the video
I walk with a badass drip, resistant to the splatter
I know it’s not good, but I’ve gotten used to it; I can’t leave it aside
Long live the pain that this gift half has, long live the Locotron, who has a [?]
Shout-out to Toni, shout-out to Chico, here only the tough are involved, kisses