london Lyrics English Translation by Peso Pluma & Tito Double P
(feat. Tito Double P, Armenta)
A little bag from Wanda, eyes red from cosmos
Oh, how I like it, I love it
Excess calls to me, I’m on my Mojo Jojo
Boutary, dining in France
After, straight to London
We’re quick with the long guns, diamonds on the thong
Fuck, fantabulous
In one, a Jacob & Co from the godfather, something nice
Here it’s Ferrari, not Mercedes-Benz
The show is heavy, well, if not, what’s the point?
Well, if not, what’s the point?
The boss, if there’s any trouble, they jump in the heat
Capi is ready and the Glock on instinct
I’m King Midas, pink the super one
In the style of James Bond
And because we’re the ones who are here, my man
Compa Armenta, compa Tito
Long live the fucking Dynasty, my man
Chau!
Oh, mama!
Behave
Ah
What?, what?, what?
Naked Bratz in the pool
They know, there’s no one else like me
Yes, dance for me, putimamá
Come to my bed and I’ll set up an OXXO for you
Louis XIII in a red cup
A crazy-minded jacket
White mountains of powder
The PRADA plates, I spot them through the smoke
In one, a Jacob & Co from the godfather, something nice
Here it’s Ferrari, not Mercedes-Benz
The show is heavy, well, if not, what’s the point?
Well, if not, what’s the point?
The boss, if there’s any trouble, they jump in the heat
Capi is ready and the Glock on instinct
I’m King Midas, pink the super one
In the style of James Bond