Rels B Diles Lyrics English Translation

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Tell them we already caught the flight

That there is no one to stop us (auh!)

That we no longer have brakes, hey, hey, hey

Tell them that we are no longer afraid

That we are no longer kids

I don't have a hair of a fool, hey, hey, hey

Tell them we already caught the flight

That there is no one to stop us (auh!)

That we no longer have brakes, hey, hey, hey

Tell them that we are no longer afraid

That we are no longer kids

I don't have a hair of a fool, hey, hey, hey

I want to be on tour 20 years like a Rolling

I want to marry that shawty

I want my boy to go to class with the son of a cop

I stole the sandwich and the pens

I am a lover of money and shoes

I am a lover of the beach and beautiful women

My favorite position: on all fours

Fuck like a bitch and look like a cat

(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Hey, I need money to buy a Mazda

Put it matte black and change the wheels

Crazy, don't talk so loud you scare him away

And then you don't hunt it, it escapes you (Watch out!)

I'm not superman but I wear Kappa

And a style that shits you, pretty

And I see that they try but they sound poop

I am the firecracker inside the can, shht!

Tell them we already caught the flight

That there is no one to stop us (auh!)

That we no longer have brakes, hey, hey, hey

Tell them that we are no longer afraid

That we are no longer kids

I don't have a hair of a fool, hey, hey, hey

Tell me what you have and I'll tell you what you're worth

I'm not talking about tickets, I'm talking about manners

Look at those kids, they're not criminals

They are hungry and little chance

In my neighborhood we have 2 sides

Some ask for everything and others are looking for it

I fulfill what I say, mommy, I don't pack

I see all the neighbors like hallucinating

New house, new car for my mom

Hey, she doesn't clean houses anymore, she spends her time in her pajamas

And now she has asked me for a granddaughter called Sara

But nothing, nothing, nothing

Hey, I'm saving for my retirement

And the day I have it, I won't release another song

Because they don't deserve this bastard flow

Because they don't deserve this bastard flow

Tell them we already caught the flight

That there is no one to stop us (auh!)

That we no longer have brakes, hey, hey, hey

Tell them that we are no longer afraid

That we are no longer kids

I don't have a hair of a fool, hey, hey, hey

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