Relaxed, brooding, determined. Cool, laid-back electronic beats with ...Relaxed, brooding, determined. Cool, laid-back electronic beats with synth bass are joined by upbeat hip hop beats and dreamy, expansive synths, rising and flowing in hypnotic layers. Suspenseful bridge from 00:48 builds to a mesmerising final section. Downtempo electronic cue with attitude and swagger.
Relaxed, brooding, determined. Cool, laid-back electronic beats with ...Relaxed, brooding, determined. Cool, laid-back electronic beats with synth bass are joined by upbeat hip hop beats and dreamy, expansive synths, rising and flowing in hypnotic layers. Downtempo electronic cue with attitude and swagger.
Hypnotic, cool, atmospheric. Propulsive, late-night chill hop beats ...Hypnotic, cool, atmospheric. Propulsive, late-night chill hop beats with mesmerising synths. Downtempo and dreamy electronic bed with bright, positive synth toplines. Hopeful, reflective and uplifting, with a relaxed sense of confidence.
Hypnotic, cool, atmospheric. Propulsive, late-night chill hop beats ...Hypnotic, cool, atmospheric. Propulsive, late-night chill hop beats with mesmerising synths. Downtempo and dreamy electronic bed with bright, positive synth toplines. Hopeful, reflective and uplifting, with a relaxed sense of confidence.
Rousing, contemporary, determined. Sophisticated, confident piano ...Rousing, contemporary, determined. Sophisticated, confident piano melodies are joined by relaxed, urban electronic beats, weaving and layering with atmospheric male vocals. Dreamy, positive guitar riffs join before moving into a brooding, dramatic section with glitchy vocal cuts and bright, sophisticated strings. Cool, hopeful electronic cue with swagger.
Rousing, contemporary, determined. Instrumental underscore version. ...Rousing, contemporary, determined. Instrumental underscore version. Sophisticated, confident piano melodies are joined by relaxed, urban electronic beats. Dreamy, positive guitar riffs join before moving into a brooding, dramatic section with bright, sophisticated strings. Cool, hopeful electronic cue with swagger.
Rousing, contemporary, determined. Sophisticated, confident piano ...Rousing, contemporary, determined. Sophisticated, confident piano melodies are joined by relaxed, urban electronic beats, weaving and layering with atmospheric male vocals. Moves into a brooding, dramatic section with glitchy vocal cuts and bright, sophisticated strings. Cool, hopeful electronic cue with swagger.
Cool, attitude, edgy. Syncopated beats with deep, growling bass and ...Cool, attitude, edgy. Syncopated beats with deep, growling bass and determined, brooding and dramatic synth melodies. Repetitive, minimal and atmospheric Afrobeat bed with muted FX and gritty, confident and adventurous swagger.
Cool, attitude, edgy. Syncopated beats with deep, growling bass and ...Cool, attitude, edgy. Syncopated beats with deep, growling bass and determined, brooding and dramatic synth melodies. Repetitive, minimal and atmospheric Afrobeat bed with muted FX and gritty, confident and adventurous swagger.
Lyrics ... Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. Pushing away the pain. Female singer, electric guitar, slide, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos
el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto
casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento
pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio
no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar
algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar
ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
EN:
I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out
the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project
I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair
I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly
I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering
someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask
don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
Lyrics ... Patient, sentimental & passionate hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. You're ...Patient, sentimental & passionate hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. You're the only saint I'm devoted to. Female singer, electric piano, electric guitar, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
tengo muchas cosas que me guardo para mi tengo secretos guardados para no reñir para no reñir conmigo en mi para no sacarte to' lo malo que me has hecho tu sufrir y pedir lo único que me queda es pedir a la virgen de los pobres que te acuerdes mas de mi y que seas tu quien me diga de salir cuando no haya planes y me quiera divertir paso de las drogas duras solo quiero un green que así por lo menos me da por reír papapapa flexing pero voy de free papapapa rolling solo para ti
túmbate a mi lao' en el techo de cristal I'm trying so hard to forget you mírame otra vez si me quieres perdonar I'm trying so hard to forget you
el metro nunca fue de mi agrado pero cogerlo contigo era un subidón y to' el mundo nos miraba cuando íbamos de la mano porque cariño mío tu eras un bombón los gatos en el tejado arañándonos el techo mientras me hacías el amor un crepúsculo en el cielo y una cruz cuelga del cuello
a ti solo te rezo yo a ti solo te rezo yo a ti solo te rezo yo eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción a ti solo te rezo yo a ti solo te rezo yo a ti solo te rezo yo eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción devoción devoción devoción eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción devoción devoción devoción eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción
EN:
I have many things I keep to myself I have secrets kept so as not to quarrel so as not to quarrel within me so as not to take out all the bad things that you have made me suffer and to ask the only thing I have left is to ask to the virgin of the poor that you remember me more and that you be the one to tell me to go out when there are no plans and I want to have fun I don't want hard drugs I just want a green that way at least I can laugh papapapa flexing but I'm going free papapapa rolling just for you
lay down on my side on the glass ceiling I'm trying so hard to forget you look at me again if you want to forgive me I'm trying so hard to forget you
the subway was never my thing but taking it with you was a rush and everyone was watching us when we were holding hands because my darling you were a sweetheart the cats on the roof scratching on the ceiling while you made love to me a twilight in the sky and a cross hangs around your neck
to you alone I pray to you alone I pray to you alone I pray you are the only saint I have devotion for to you alone I pray to you alone I pray to you alone I pray you are the only saint I have devotion for devotion devotion devotion you are the only saint I have devotion for devotion devotion devotion you are the only saint I have devotion for
Lyrics ... Explicit. Patient, sentimental & passionate hip-hop-pop sung in ...Explicit. Patient, sentimental & passionate hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. You're the only saint I'm devoted to. Female singer, electric piano, electric guitar, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
tengo muchas cosas que me guardo para mi
tengo secretos guardados para no reñir
para no reñir conmigo en mi
para no sacarte to' lo malo
que me has hecho tu sufrir
y pedir
lo único que me queda es pedir
a la virgen de los pobres
que te acuerdes mas de mi
y que seas tu quien me diga de salir
cuando no haya planes y me quiera divertir
paso de las drogas duras solo quiero weed
que así por lo menos me da por reír
papapapa flexing pero voy de free
papapapa rolling solo para ti
túmbate a mi lao'
en el techo de cristal
I'm trying so hard to forget you
mírame otra vez
si me quieres perdonar
I'm trying so hard to forget you
el metro nunca fue de mi agrado
pero cogerlo contigo era un subidón
y to' el mundo nos miraba
cuando íbamos de la mano
porque cariño mío
tu eras un bombón
los gatos en el tejado
arañándonos el techo
mientras me hacías el amor
un crepúsculo en el cielo
y una cruz cuelga del cuello
a ti solo te rezo yo
a ti solo te rezo yo
a ti solo te rezo yo
eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción
a ti solo te rezo yo
a ti solo te rezo yo
a ti solo te rezo yo
eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción
devoción
devoción
devoción
eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción
devoción
devoción
devoción
eres la única santa por la que tengo devoción
EN:
I have many things I keep to myself
I have secrets kept so as not to quarrel
so as not to quarrel within me
so as not to take out all the bad things
that you have made me suffer
and to ask
the only thing I have left is to ask
to the virgin of the poor
that you remember me more
and that you be the one to tell me to go out
when there are no plans and I want to have fun
I don't want hard drugs I just want weed
that way at least I can laugh
papapapa flexing but I'm going free
papapapa rolling just for you
lay down on my side
on the glass ceiling
I'm trying so hard to forget you
look at me again
if you want to forgive me
I'm trying so hard to forget you
the subway was never my thing
but taking it with you was a rush
and everyone was watching us
when we were holding hands
because my darling
you were a sweetheart
the cats on the roof
scratching on the ceiling
while you made love to me
a twilight in the sky
and a cross hangs around your neck
to you alone I pray
to you alone I pray
to you alone I pray
you are the only saint I have devotion for
to you alone I pray
to you alone I pray
to you alone I pray
you are the only saint I have devotion for
devotion
devotion
devotion
you are the only saint I have devotion for
devotion
devotion
devotion
you are the only saint I have devotion for
Dreamy, chilled, hypnotic. Wobbling, lofi textures as screeching lead ...Dreamy, chilled, hypnotic. Wobbling, lofi textures as screeching lead melody is soothed by soft arpeggiating keys. Sturdy, droning bass works alongside tight kick and snare, setting out a beat with precision and grace. Lofi lead peels off with echoing, high-pitched riff, contrasted by soft pad keys at 01:10. Sweltering atmosphere as keys become overdriven and fuzzy, launching into clearer section with broken, glitchy percussion and sporadic tuneful sounds. Glitched, fizzling environment conveys an intense humidity, random siren sound at 02:42 cascades into distance like a mirage.
Dreamy, chilled, hypnotic. Soothing, arpeggiated keys lead into ...Dreamy, chilled, hypnotic. Soothing, arpeggiated keys lead into sturdy, droning bass. Tight kick and snare set out a beat with precision and grace. Sweltering atmosphere as keys become overdriven and fuzzy, launching into clearer section with broken, glitchy percussion and sporadic tuneful sounds. Glitched, fizzling environment conveys an intense humidity, random siren sound at 02:42 cascades into distance like a mirage. Stripped back underscore version.
Rousing, motivating, cool. Dreamy intro of determined, rising synths ...Rousing, motivating, cool. Dreamy intro of determined, rising synths and atmospheres are joined by relaxed beats, building to confident chorus sections with vocal shout outs. Contemporary electronic urban cue with attitude, building to a positive, celebratory and triumphant finale
Rousing, motivating, cool. Celebratory and triumphant synths with ...Rousing, motivating, cool. Celebratory and triumphant synths with vocal shout outs and positive beats form a contemporary electronic urban cue with attitude.
Electronic Pop featuring trap hip hop beats. Dreamy, relaxed synths ...Electronic Pop featuring trap hip hop beats. Dreamy, relaxed synths and cool vocal samples. Youthful and summery.
Dark, intense, threatening. Powerful hip hop, electronic beats are ...Dark, intense, threatening. Powerful hip hop, electronic beats are joined by eerie atmospheres and deep, alarming synth bass pulses, becoming more prominent at 00:40. Nightmarish descending synths give way to a bleak, fearful bridge of piano and atmospheres from 01:32, being joined by horror synth wails. Brooding middle eight builds again to an ominous, anxious crescendo and glitchy fade. Tense hip hop underscore with attitude and swagger.
Lyrics ... Explicit. Swaying, swagger & attitude trap sung in Spanish & French. ...Explicit. Swaying, swagger & attitude trap sung in Spanish & French. They say I have a criminal profile. Male rap singer, male backing vocals, auto-tune, synth, sampling & electronic percussion.
ES:
Otra vez, otra vez, escucha.
Todo comienza, en el año 95
Paris la capital 75
Otra vez Drogo beats con el Gringo
Talento y elegancia la tenemos desde chicos
Somos de paris 20, en la mapa si quieres te indico
Hoy te cuento mi historia,
Muchas cosas que no se van a borrar de mi memoria
No le bajo hasta que me llegue la gloria
Et... devoir compter sur la retraite putin cette pensée me malmène
(Y... deber depender de la jubilación, joder, de solo pensarlo me siento mal)
Mais ... je vesqui la gardav parce que j’ai la flemme de refaire mes lacets
(Pero... esquivo la custodia policial porque me da pereza amarrarme los zapatos)
No soy un ladrón pero robé por necesidad
C’est nous la France ouais c’est nous le métissage
(Somos Francia, sí, somos el mestizaje)
Papá árabe y mamá latina
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
C’est nous la France ouais c’est nous le métissage
Papá árabe y mamá latina
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
Cada uno tiene su realidad
Porque represento la diversidad
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
Cansado de vivir con la pobreza
Mezcla entre faraón y un Inka yeah,
El perfil criminal
Como Benito hago lo que me da la gana
Un policía que mata a un hermano es un drama
Mama me dijo que yo sacara el diploma
Pa' que no me saque la mierda como mi viejo trabajando toda la semana
Y que se metan sus opiniones por la concha
Y como muchos soñé con ser la estrella de la cancha
No me salió y yo sigo por aquí
Tenemos que sobrevivir
Josear para encontrar un porvenir
No soy un ladrón pero robé por necesidad
C’est nous la France ouais c’est nous le métissage
Papá árabe y mamá latina
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
C’est nous la France ouais c’est nous le métissage
Papá árabe y mamá latina
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
Cada uno tiene su realidad
Porque represento la diversidad
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
Cansado de vivir con la pobreza
Mezcla entre faraón y un Inka yeah,
El perfil criminal
Cada uno tiene su realidad
Porque represento la diversidad
Dicen que tengo el perfil criminal
Cansado de vivir con la pobreza
Mezcla entre faraón y un Inka yeah,
El perfil criminal
EN:
Again, again, listen.
It all begins, in the year 95
Paris the capital 75
Once again Drogo beats with the Gringo
Talent and elegance we've had since we were kids
We're from paris 20th, on the map if you want I'll show you
Today I tell you my story,
Many things that won't be erased from my memory
I won't put it down until I get the glory
And... having to rely on retirement just doesn't feel right
But ... I dodge police custody because I'm too lazy to tie my shoes
I am not a thief but I stole out of necessity
We are France, yes, we are the mixture
Arab father and Latin mother
They say I have the criminal profile
We are France, yes, we are the mixture
Arab father and Latin mother
They say I have the criminal profile
Everyone has their own reality
Because I represent diversity
They say I have the criminal profile
Tired of living with poverty
Mixed between a pharaoh and an Inka yeah,
The criminal profile
Like Benito I do what I want to
A cop who kills a brother is a drama
Mama told me to get my diploma
So I don't get shit like my old man working all week long
And let them shove their opinions up their asses
And like many I dreamed of being the star of the field
It didn't work out and I'm still hanging around here
We have to survive
Hustle to find a future
I am not a thief but I stole out of necessity
We are France, yes, we are the mixture
Arab father and Latin mother
They say I have the criminal profile
We are France, yes, we are the mixture
Arab father and Latin mother
They say I have the criminal profile
Everyone has their own reality
Because I represent diversity
They say I have the criminal profile
Tired of living with poverty
Mixed between a pharaoh and an Inka yeah,
The criminal profile
Everyone has their own reality
Because I represent diversity
They say I have the criminal profile
Tired of living with poverty
Mixed between a pharaoh and an Inka yeah,
The criminal profile
Lyrics ... Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. ...Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Lyrics ... Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
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