Flores Lyrics – Vanilla
Singer: Vanilla
Title: Flores
Yeee, ey, ey, ey
Aaaaah, yeyeyeye
Al karateka le rompemo la pierna
Tantas flores quien las quema?
Te traje flores para fumar
Solo dispones a atacar
Por callejones me buscan a matar
Por callejones busca la autoridad
Te traje flores para fumar
Solo dispones a atacar
Por callejones busca la autoridad
Por callejones me buscan a matar
No cambiemos el lugar, cambiemos la situación
Cadena sin diamantes más brillante que el cinturón de orión
Somos artistas nos fijamos hasta en el trazo
No subestimamos matamos a esas putas hormigas con mazo
Al karateka le rompemos las piernas y lo dejamos en el lodo
Para sonar como yo sabes que no hay ningún modo
Tu no vendes perico, marico deja de hacertе el loro
Me siento еn las olimpiadas me llevo la plata y el oro
Lo tenemos bailando bachata
Rasta, parece jamaica
Humo de mariguana
Dice que me quiere, pero me engaña
Cayo muy hondo
Me tiro al phono
Cuidado cachorro
Cuidado cachorro
Te traje flores para fumar
Solo dispones a atacar
Por callejones me buscan a matar
Por callejones busca la autoridad
Te traje flores para fumar
Solo dispones a atacar
Por callejones busca la autoridad
Por callejones me buscan a matar
Hijo de perra, cara de malo, pero no aterra
Si me quiere matar mejor que acelere, no frena
Te crees gangsta con tatuaje en cara, pero de gena
Te va tocar la de fifty si te metes en cosas ajenas
De lejos se ve que se chorrea
Tu boca llena de crema
Del drill el jefe en la escena
Y no soy conocido, imagina cuando sea
Yeah, imagina cuando sea, wow
Se te creo una nueva fobia
Con regular monster y white radio
Soñando con llenar el estadio
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Flores – English Translation
Yeee, ey, ey, ey
AAAAH, Yeyeyeye
Karateka breaks his leg
So many flowers who burns them?
I brought you flowers to smoke
You just have to attack
By alleys they look for me to kill
By alleys seeks authority
I brought you flowers to smoke
You just have to attack
By alleys seeks authority
By alleys they look for me to kill
Let’s not change the place, let’s change the situation
Chain without diamonds brighter than the Orion belt
We are artists we look at the stroke
We do not underestimate we kill those wh#res ants with mallet
Karateka breaks his legs and leaves him in the mud
To sound like me you know there is no way
You don’t sell parakeet, Maric stops doing the parrot
I feel еn the Olympics I take money and gold
We have it dancing bachata
Rasta, it looks like Jamaica
Marijuana smoke
She says he loves me, but he deceives me
It fell very deep
I threw me to the phono
Puppy care
Puppy care
I brought you flowers to smoke
You just have to attack
By alleys they look for me to kill
By alleys seeks authority
I brought you flowers to smoke
You just have to attack
By alleys seeks authority
By alleys they look for me to kill
Son of b#tch, face of bad, but not terrify
If you want to kill me better than accelerate, it doesn’t stop
You believe you gangsta with tattoo on face, but of Gena
You will touch Fifty’s if you get into others
From afar it is seen that it drips
Your mouth full of cream
Of the drill the boss in the scene
And I’m not known, imagine whenever
Yeah, imagine whenever, wow
You were created a new phobia
With regular Monster and White Radio
Dreaming of filling the stadium
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Lyrics Vanilla – Flores
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