Los Ballers – FORNI Lyrics English Translation

FORNI Lyrics English Translation by Los Ballers

(Clarent)
My devil
She don’t answer
I don’t get desperate
You do your thing
It don’t bother me
A couple times I’ve put it down
Before she used to hesitate
Now she’s always ready
She knows the codes
Learned ‘em from me
A Baller from the city
She ain’t scared of Glocks
She wants a gangster who’ll go wild like me

(Rauw)
Baby, you look yummy
Yummy
Baby, you look, baby, you look
And if you’re feeling lonely, lonely
Don’t wait no more, let’s go forni, I’m horny
I’m your fan, but you ain’t my only

(Clarent)
Young Baller
Tonight, anything goes
I roll in a caravan with 60 of my wild ones
Don’t be scared, I ain’t yours, but you’re mine, that’s it
Let me look at you
Turn around
My chain shines brighter when you see it up close
Mami, you’re loose
Your ex thinks he’s a puppet but still gets jealous
I’ll put an AirTag on him
We’ll light his candle
Tomorrow you’ll see him on Wapa
Baby girl, welcome to the heat

Baby, you look yummy
Yummy
Baby, you look, baby, you look
Call me if you’re feeling lonely, lonely
Don’t wait no more, let’s go forni, I’m horny
I’m your fan, but you ain’t my only

Ra-rauw
Tonight you’re my freak, don’t step outta your role
Don’t you see this drip, mami, comes by default
Since 17, with my crew on fire
I’ll show you how we do it here in the underworld
Ay, I don’t know what’s in those jeans, got me losing my focus
I’m on a high and can’t come down
Let’s go, let’s do it
Mami, what’s inside your pants got all my attention
Before I break you, I’ll slow it down to taste
‘Cause I know you’re
Yummy, yummy

Baby, you look, baby, you look
Call me if you’re feeling lonely, lonely
Don’t wait no more, let’s go forni, I’m horny
I’m your fan, but you ain’t my only, nah
You ain’t my only, nah

I roll with Black Panther and all the Avengers
Got shooters with heart
Got freaks with heart
Girl, don’t fall in love, I’m a dog, I’ll say it straight up
For real, I don’t know if you wanna play
If you do, girl, I’m gonna love it
I get lost in how you move
And you got me hooked ‘cause I know you’re

Yummy, yummy
The Ballers from the city
Tell me, niño
Gra gra boom boom boom boom
Kenobi
Call me Johnny
The fox with the Cla
The fox with the Baller
Ra-rauw
Puerto Rico’s perreo can’t compare to none