BALLESTER Lyrics – AGUSCRAFT
Singer: AGUSCRAFT
Title: BALLESTER
Estoy en Ballester fumando una seca
La lengua se me seca
Tu música está muy muerta
Tu música
Estoy en Ballester fumando una seca
La lengua se me seca
Tu música está muy muerta
Tu música
Con el zaza fumamos marihuana
Y estoy usando el internet de su casa
No le devolví la ropa, a mí me llamo chanta
Pero en los pies tengo alta llanta
Me vio de lejos esa wacha
Se dio cuenta, cambié de cara
Me mandé cada macana
Y me extraña, eso no cambia
Lo que me pasa parece una joda
Y lo que espero parece una bocha
Y eso que Craft es el más poronga
No me hables más, te la hago corta
Lo que me pasa parece una joda
Y lo que espero parece una bocha
Me vio de lejos, se pone nerviosa
Te pusiste así porque sos alta trola
Estoy en Ballester fumando una seca
La lengua se me seca
Tu música está muy muerta
Tu música
Estoy en Ballester fumando una seca
La lengua se me seca
Tu música está muy muerta
Tu música
Con el zaza fumamos marihuana
Y estoy usando el internet de su casa
No le devolví la ropa, a mí me llamo chanta
Pero en los pies tengo alta llanta
Me vio de lejos esa wacha
Se dio cuenta, cambié de cara
Me mandé cada macana
Y me extraña, eso no cambia
Lo que me pasa parece una joda
Y lo que espero parece una bocha
Y eso que Craft es el más poronga
No me hables más, te la hago corta
Lo que me pasa parece una joda
Y lo que espero parece una bocha
Me vio de lejos, se pone nerviosa
Te pusiste así porque sos alta trola
Trola
Trola
Trola
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BALLESTER – English Translation
I’m in Ballester smoking a dry
The tongue dries to me
Your music is very dead
Your music
I’m in Ballester smoking a dry
The tongue dries to me
Your music is very dead
Your music
With Zaza we smoked marijuana
And I’m using the internet of your house
I didn’t return my clothes, my name is Chanta
But on my feet I have a high tire
I saw that wacha from afar
He realized, I changed face
I sent each macana
And I miss me, that does not change
What happens to me looks like a f#cking
And what I hope looks like a bowl
And that Craft is the most poronga
Don’t talk to me anymore, I make it short
What happens to me looks like a f#cking
And what I hope looks like a bowl
He saw me from afar, he gets nervous
You put yourself like that because you are high trolley
I’m in Ballester smoking a dry
The tongue dries to me
Your music is very dead
Your music
I’m in Ballester smoking a dry
The tongue dries to me
Your music is very dead
Your music
With Zaza we smoked marijuana
And I’m using the internet of your house
I didn’t return my clothes, my name is Chanta
But on my feet I have a high tire
I saw that wacha from afar
He realized, I changed face
I sent each macana
And I miss me, that does not change
What happens to me looks like a f#cking
And what I hope looks like a bowl
And that Craft is the most poronga
Don’t talk to me anymore, I make it short
What happens to me looks like a f#cking
And what I hope looks like a bowl
He saw me from afar, he gets nervous
You put yourself like that because you are high trolley
Trola
Trola
Trola
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
Lyrics AGUSCRAFT – BALLESTER
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