Oscar Maydon & Omar Camacho – ¿SERÁ EL ALCOHOL? Lyrics English Translation

¿SERÁ EL ALCOHOL? Lyrics English Translation by Oscar Maydon & Omar Camacho

At night she sneaks out with me
Her boyfriend thinks I’m her friend
I wear vests like a coat
She asks for weed and I get it for her (Ay, ay, ay)

[Chorus: Oscar Maydon]
Is it the dick, is it the weed, is it the alcohol?
I feel you close and I smell your scent
All cute like a puppy in the babydoll
All high and drunk and on Tramadol
She asks for a needle, she gets sick daily, I’m her doctor
She gets on her knees and calls me “Pastor”
They call me “The chameleon”
‘Cause I bring candy in any color

[Verse 2: Oscar Maydon]
Ey, the feds are after me, I’m international now
Just let yourself be loved, girl, if we’re two of a kind
I’ll give it to you like Duracell, she’ll sing with my mic
She came, she left and came back, and I served it to go
They’re following me and you don’t even answer
I’ll pick you up later, I’m running some errands right now
That little ass of yours, just don’t let it go
If I steal a kiss, you beg me to put it in (Ey, ey)
She moves her ass to my songs
And she doesn’t act dumb if I pull out the gun
Stubborn ass dudes, stop saying “Hi” to her
Stop sending her drinks, she pays for them herself

[Chorus: Omar Camacho]
Is it the dick, is it the weed, is it the alcohol?
I feel you close and I smell your scent
All cute like a puppy in the babydoll
All high and drunk, all Tramadol
She asks for a needle, she gets sick daily, I’m her doctor
She gets on her knees and calls me “Pastor”
They call me “The chameleon”
‘Cause I bring candy in any color

[Verse 3: Omar Camacho]
I spent a lot of time in the parking lot, dusted up in the garage
With the chain around my neck, like a dog on the rooftop
I spent a lot of time in the parking lot, dusted up in the garage
With the chain around my neck, like a dog on the rooftop
And the moment they saw me doing well, they got all choked up
Like who did I pray to, like which saints do I worship
Just to set the record straight, I’m immune to scares
What you see is what you get, not like you, bitches

[Chorus: Omar Camacho & Oscar Maydon]
Is it the dick, is it the weed, is it the alcohol?
I feel you close and I smell your scent
All cute like a puppy in the babydoll
All high and drunk, all Tramadol
She asks for a needle, she gets sick daily, I’m her doctor
She gets on her knees and calls me “Pastor”
They call me “The chameleon”
‘Cause I bring candy in any color

[Outro: Oscar Maydon & Omar Camacho]
Let’s go to the perreo, let’s go to the perreo, ey, ey
(Puro Rico o Muerto)
It’s time for the perreo
(Your buddy, Omar)
Let’s go to the perreo, let’s go to the perreo, ey, ey
It’s time for the perreo
Give me more perreo
Mami, mami, mami, give me more perreo
Ay, give me more perreo
Let’s go to the perreo, let’s go to the perreo
Mami, mami, mami, give me more perreo
One wants to enjoy, one wants to lose
One wants to suffer, one wants to cry