Cómo Está Carnal Lyrics English Translation by Oscar Maydon
How’s it going today, buddy? I said we were going to conquer it
The bills are for spending, and the girls always get them dancing
How’s it going today, buddy? I said we were going to conquer it
The bills are for spending, and the girls always get them dancing
A hit from the illegal, fugitive to the party, they saw us arrive
I’m never going to change, that’s my life, and that’s how I want to leave it
And I loosen up
At the pool party, the girls are dancing
The diamonds keep staring
And where are those who were talking?
I see them silent, I keep moving forward
With my buddy, we have control
The girls keep calling on the phone
Two, three, don’t want to see me succeed
But I don’t give a damn about that
He was crowned
In the private, all Playboy
Fully armored in the convoy
Polarized Rubicon
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And his crew doesn’t give him commands, buddy?
That’s how it is, old man
Uh!
And his buddy Óscar Maydon
Smoking some ganja, they know we won’t stop
The packs in the backpack, baby, I can sponsor your body
Here or there, you’re with your friend, and I’m with my buddy
It’s wide open for drinking, let’s set up the two-on-two, just say how much
What I love is when a girl lets loose with me
Burning venom, smoke in the trap
I give my life for my family
With my people who never let me down
Who would have thought? Now the kid sings
I pull the horn, and it doesn’t get stuck
The balance today leans in my favor
I keep fighting for what I lack
He was crowned
In the private, all Playboy
Fully armored in the convoy
Polarized Rubicon
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And we’re going to get bellicose, old man, with a damn dembow, okay?
That’s right
Uriel Produce
Throwing little bills in the clubs so the cats envy
Singing corridos, making a lot of money (Money, money)
What’s the problem? (Ah, ah)
Just listen, don’t come to mess with us
Leaving the concert, a bunch of girls fall for him (Ah)
Let’s go to the after-party, let’s go to Daytona (-tona, -tona, -tona, -tona)
I have my roque with the rifle in the zone (Eh)
An Aventador in case there’s a race (Yes)
Dark glasses all tough (Uff)
My buddies call me, party at the club
I order bottles, Dom Perignon arrives
I get crazy with El Chachito
Hey, hey, hey, hey
With El Chachito
Hey, escape to Tijuana, right? (Hong Kong, Hong Kong)
Hey, escape to Tijuana, right? (Hong Kong, Hong Kong)
Hey, escape to Tijuana, right? (Hong Kong, Hong Kong)
Hey, escape to Tijuana, right? (Hong Kong, Hong Kong)
Uncorking bottles, we’re going to Culiacan
With a rolled smoke and Juanita, bitch
(Hong Kong, Hong Kong)
Alright, alright, alright, we’re gonna leave it here
And so you know, Hong Kong is just the tip of the iceberg
Prr!