Vacaciones Pagadas Lyrics – Locoplaya
Singer: Locoplaya
Title: Vacaciones Pagadas
Vacaciones Pagadas | LETRA
Chulito, acabo con tu mito de raperito
Tienes que apuntarte a solf-eo
Tienes que apuntar al Sol, feo
Chulito, acabo con tu mito de raperito
Tienes que apuntarte a solf-eo
Tienes que apuntar al Sol, feo
Ah, he recorrido mucho mundo con mis panas
Ya no sé cuándo fue ni dónde, no sé nada
Ya no recuerdo ni su nombre. ni su cara
Han sido varios años que he gozado de vacaciones pagadas
He visto pingüinos en la playa
He visto a LeBron saludando a Kobe Bryant
He tirado fichas de casinos en las nalgas de una stripper de Alabama y no detrás de una pantalla
He sido juez y también verdugo
He firmado por mis padres sin clase, me fugo
Le he dado la china al policía pa’ que no busque más
Porque tenía más de lo que cree que hubo
Voy a seguir siendo bueno con personas que me dicen que son malas hasta que demuestren lo contrario
Voy a rebatir lo innecesario (Say what?)
Voy a hacer lo justo y necesario
A ti te gusta el carajito guapo, flaco en la Caleta
El que te lo vacila mucho ma’, me aprieta
Solo hay que encestarla dentro de esa cesta
Y tú con esos humos, estáte quieta
‘Tamos bien, bien, vamos bien
Y aunque no lo quieras ver, ven ya lo tien’, eh
Yo nací fresh, no tengo estrés
No aprendí inglés, pero estoy blessed
Ando todo loco a ver si vuelve
Con el coco desde el viernes dando vueltas pa’ que sean las diez
Quiero que termine el toque e’ queda pero las cifras no bajan, como los oyentes del mes
Dime quién va a meterle, mami, como el menda
No pierdo el estilo ni con tus prendas
Si no perdí el camino encontré otra senda
Hey, ciérrame los ojos pa’ que me vendas
Gordo como Big Poppa, me lo como con papas
Se hacen encima popó, ya se te fue la flapa
Loco de tantas pepas, te quedó el ojo pipa
A mí lo que hable Pepe me la suda
A mi lo que me flipa es partir el beat del micro
De la street lo traigo
Cojo el beat, clack-click, suena en mis AirPods
American Psycho, tu perfil arcáico
Ingrésalo por PayPal
El Bejote, ¿todo bien o qué? Tranquilote
A oídos sordos, palabras necias, no te sofoques
Soy el Dios de mi propia iglesia, yo y mi cipote
¿Dónde tienes la escoba, Harry Potter?
Yolo, a mí no me gustan los protocolos
Yo quiero estar como en mí chabolo
A ti te dieron follow, pero estás solo
Con cara de mongolo, yo si tiro tumbo diez bolos, poh
Chulito, acabo con tu mito de raperito
Tienes que apuntarte a solf-eo
Tienes que apuntar al Sol, feo
Chulito, acabo con tu mito de raperito
Tienes que apuntarte a solf-eo
Tienes que apuntar al Sol, feo
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Vacaciones Pagadas – English Translation
Vacations paid | LYRICS
Chulito, I finish with your myth of raperito
You have to point to SOLF-EO
You have to point to the sun, ugly
Chulito, I finish with your myth of raperito
You have to point to SOLF-EO
You have to point to the sun, ugly
Ah, I have traveled a lot of world with my panas
I do not know when it was or where, I do not know anything
I do not remember his name anymore. Neither his face
It’s been several years that I have enjoyed for paid vacations
I have seen penguins on the beach
I have seen LeBron greeting Kobe Bryant
I have thrown chips of casinos on the buttocks of a stripper of Alabama and not behind a screen
I have been judge and also executioner
I have signed by my parents without class, I escape
I have given China to the police pa ‘not to look for more
Because I had more than you think there was
I will continue to be good with people who tell me they are bad until they demonstrate otherwise
I’m going to rebut the unnecessary (Say What?)
I’m going to do the right and necessary
You like the handsome, skinny faradito in the cove
The one who vacates it a lot MA ‘, squeezes me
You just have to turn it inside that basket
And you with those fumes, stay still
‘Tamos well, well, let’s go well
And even if you do not want to see, see what a tien ‘, huh
I was born Fresh, I do not have stress
I did not learn English, but I’m Blessed
I walk everything crazy to see if it returns
With the coconut from Friday by turning for the ten
I want you to finish the touch and stay but the figures do not come down, like the listeners of the month
Tell me who is going to put, Mommy, like the Menda
I do not lose style or your clothes
If I did not lose the way I found another path
Hey, crill me my eyes’ that you sell me
Fat like big popphe, I eat with potatoes
They get up poop, you left the flop
Crazy of so many pepos, you stayed the eye pip
What I speak Pepe Me Suda
To me what flip me is split the micro beat
Of the street I bring it
I take the beat, clack-click, it sounds in my airpods
American Psycho, your arcatic profile
Engline it by Paypal
The bejote, all right or what? Tranquilotee.
A Deaf Ears, NECIAS WORDS, DO NOT SOFOCK
I am the God of my own church, me and my cipote
Where do you have the broom, Harry Potter?
Yolo, I do not like protocols
I want to be like in me chabolo
You gave you Follow, but you’re alone
With a Mongolian face, I do shooting ten bowling, poh
Chulito, I finish with your myth of raperito
You have to point to SOLF-EO
You have to point to the sun, ugly
Chulito, I finish with your myth of raperito
You have to point to SOLF-EO
You have to point to the sun, ugly
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Lyrics Locoplaya – Vacaciones Pagadas
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