Mariposas Lyrics – Al Safir
Singer: Al Safir
Title: Mariposas
Ya no escribo guapo pq me van bien las cosas
Yo escribo mis penas y si no hay penas mariposas
Fumando en camisa, lo mío es otra cosa
Me lo tomo a wasa y aun así mi rap destroza
Fumo les no cañuelas, ya no me la pela ahora las cosas están rectas
Curro pienso, no la armo demasiado
Yo me quedo en mi lao sacando mi propio néctar
Hemos pasado muchas tramas
Que te vaya bien mi primo te llevo en el alma
Mucha vaina mala mucha zorra mala
Ahora mis lagrimas secas no derraman
Yo me escapaba sabia donde irme
Me iba con mi hermano na’ mas que tocara el timbre
Tronco como ha cambiao to’ dale fuego
Al globo vámonos quе ya estoy triste
El pasillo oscuro ya veré еl futuro de
Momento curro aunque tampoco me lo curro
El plato esta crudo, carece de aromas
La misma zona misma loma mismos curros
Yoyoyo, siempre en primera persona solo hablo conmigo y no
Cuento la historia entera, Haciendo presión como a la fifa Maradona
Solo selecciono a los que por la causa mueran
Mierda loco, la he jodido muy pronto
Pero igual que la jodo yo solito la remonto
Tronco ya no busco fight si no la buscáis mejor fuma de mi porro
Dale cancha niño, esto es un aliño
Échale mas hoja que no se quede pequeño
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Mariposas – English Translation
I no longer write handsome pq things are going well
I write my sorrows and if there are no butterflies
Smoking in a shirt, my thing is something else
I take it to Wasa and still my rap destruction
I smoke Les No Cañuelas, I no longer peel things now things are straight
I think, I do not take it too much
I stay in my lao taking my own nectar
We have spent many plots
That my cousin goes well, I take you in my soul
A lot of pod bad b#tch bad
Now my dried tears do not spill
I escaped I knew how to go
I was with my brother na ‘more than touching the bell
Trunk as has changed to ‘Dale fire
To the balloon let’s let me and I’m sad
The dark corridor and I will see the future of
Curro moment although I do not work on
The plate is crude, it lacks aromas
The same area itself loma same curro
Yoyoyo, always in the first person I only talk to me and not
I count the whole story, doing pressure as FIFA Maradona
I only select those who die for the cause
Crazy sh#t, I’ve f#cked it very soon
But just like the jodo I solo the trace
Trunk I do not look for Fight if you do not look for it better Smoking my porro
Dale child’s court, this is a dressing
Echale more leaf that does not stay small
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Lyrics Al Safir – Mariposas
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