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Rick Ross Ft. Drake & Wale – Diced Pineapples (Traducida)

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Letra en español de Diced Pineapples de Rick Ross, Drake y Wale

Original

Diced pineapple
Tonight you will reach a height that the sky won’t catch you
The highest form of my admiration, I ain’t no connoisseur but
I’m kinda sure you will admire my taste
And before the sun graze ya
I’m tryna see how deep you are and believe me shawty I ain’t talking about
No intimate conversation
I’m wanna see if I can make you reach things unattainable when I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals will exceed any physical pleasure
I wanna give you what’s better than better
The better my effort, the wetter her treasure
The more these mere moments seem like heavens or
Temporary forevers
Shawty get it together
Diced pineapple

May your love come down some of mine might have you
You design my imagination
And let me redefine foreplay so you need?
Tell me shawty you got it baby
If it’s not it baby
Hope its progress baby
Let it all drip baby
Stop that shaking
No more talking baby
No more talking baby

Shawty so fine, pus*y so fresh
Diced pineapples, there my baby taste the best
I nearly lost my mind
Guess it was a test
Swept her off her feet and went and bought her ass a lex’
Paid it off cash, so I never wrote a check
Leave my cars at her crib, I’m just stuntin’ on her ex
Pus*y’s excellent and I know it sound a mess
I like to make her toes curl as I’m licking on her flesh
Sex all night, couple shots of ciroc
Crib on the water, got lebron up the block
Money ain’t a thing baby, welcome to the mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so bad got me wishing I could sing her
You know form is? When you on the team
Double-m g them other nig*as fell off
Baby girl I just wanna see you well off

Call me crazy, sh*t at least you calling
Feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
Know it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
Then we fu*k all night til things get right

Shawty so fine, pus*y so fresh
Diced pineapples I just bought my girl a set
I know my lifestyle wild, I do it for the set
She know how to make me smile
And she do it with the sex
Pop bottles, make love, thug passion
Red bottoms Montclair, high fashion
Belt buckles, door handles gold plated
Balmain, rich denim, out Vegas
French riviera, baby girl lets take a trip
I’ma trip, go to Cannes, France to catch a flick
Baby listen, this position is a blessing
And with your permission hopefully you’ll learn a lesson
I’m so fly that I shouldn’t even walk
She so fine she ain’t even gotta talk
Diced pineapples, talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she’s a star

Call me crazy sh*t at least you calling
Feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
Yo it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
Aww yeah

Something about her probably can’t live without her
Roll up some sour, let me kiss on a fountain
Mission accomplished, you increasing your heart rate
And i won’t ever rescue me the peak of your mountain
Eager to show you, thinking that I should know you
And you eager to work perfect, I can’t employ you
Designer sh*t spoil you, rub you down with the oil
To get on a higher tree, gonna have to climb a sequoia
Hol’ up, showing off some agent provocateur
Rushing you out your draws
Though patiently get you off
Hate when they get too anxious though
Hate when they be too?
Like too get too deep
But I hate to get too deeply involved
How sweet is you
Let me see some proof
Fuck making pus*y talk
I like to make it sing a tune
All we need it weed
We don’t need no room
Right now I’m trying
We don’t need a spoon

Call me crazy, sh*t at least you calling
Feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
Know it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
Then we fu*k all night til things get right.

Traducción

Cubos de piña
Esta noche deberías llegar a una altura que ni siquiera el cielo alcanzaría
La mas alta según mi admiración, yo no soy un conocedor
Pero estoy un poco seguro que admiraras mi sabor antes
De que el sol te roce
Estoy tratando de ver qué tan profunda eres, y créeme pequeña, no estoy hablando acerca de una conversación intima
Quiero ver si puedo hacerte alcanzar cosas inalcanzables cuando llegue hasta la cima de tu “naturaleza”
Y te prometo que todas mis metas vas a sobrepasar cualquier placer físico
Quiero darte lo mejor de lo mejor
Mientras mejor sea mi esfuerzo, más mojado esta su tesoro
Mientras estos simples momentos parecen como el cielo o son
Solo para siempre temporales
Pequeña debes tranquilizarte
Cubos de piña

Quizás tu amor este bajando, así que mi mente quizás quiera tenerte
Tú diseñas mi imaginación
Déjame redefinir estos juegos preliminares hasta que necesites 5 minutos?
Y pequeña me digas “ya lo tienes cariño”
Y si que no es así cariño
Espero que por lo menos progresemos, cariño
Deja que gotee, cariño
Y si dejas de moverlo
No hablemos mas cariño
No hablemos mas cariño

Esta chica es muy linda, su coño es muy fresco
Cubos de, diablos, mi “bebé” sabe de lo mejor
Casi pierdo la cabeza
Supongo que era una prueba
Sacamos eso de sus piernas, fuimos y le compre a ella un Lexus
Lo pague en efectivo así que nunca he escrito un cheque
Dejo mis coches en su casa, solo estoy brillando por encima de su ex
Su coño es excelente y se que suena un desastre
Me encanta hacer que sus dedos se doblen cuando estoy chupando su carne
Sexo toda la noche, un par de cortitos de Ciroc
Casa encima el agua, con Lebron viviendo en el barrio
El dinero no es nada cariño, bienvenida al barrio cubos
De piña, estamos hablando de diamantes por el Jar
La p*ta es tan mala, que me tiene deseando poder contratarla
El uniforme es de marca Isabel Marant, cuando estas dentro el equipo
MMG, los otros negratas fracasaron, cariño solo quiero ver que seas millonaria

Llámame loco, mi*rda, al menos llamaras
Se siente mejor cuando dejamos salir todo, cierto chica
Sé que es fácil dejarse atrapar por el momento
Cuando lo dices porque estas con rabia, después te arrepientes de todo
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen

Esta chica es muy linda, su coño es muy fresco
Cubos de piña, le acabo de comprar a mi chica un par de t*tas nuevas
Sé que mi estilo de vida es algo salvaje, solo lo hago por mi equipo
Ella sabe cómo hacerme sonreír
Y lo hace con el sexo
Descorchamos botellas, hacemos el amor, pasión de matones
Suelas rojas, Moncler, moda de otro nivel
Hebillas de cinturón, manillas de puerta, oro plateado
Balmain, Rich Denim, en las Vegas Rivera francesa, cariño
Demos un paseo
Voy a viajar, hacia Cannes, Francia, para alcanzar a ver una película
Cariño, escucha, esta posición es una bendición
Y si me lo permites, con suerte aprenderás una lección
Soy tan genial que ni siquiera debería caminar
Ella es tan linda que ni siquiera debería hablar
Cubos de piña, estamos hablando de diamantes por el jar
Ella nunca ha escrito una canción, pero sé que ella es una estrella

Llámame loco, mi*rda, al menos llamaras
Se siente mejor cuando dejamos salir todo, cierto chica
Sé que es fácil dejarse atrapar por el momento
Cuando lo dices porque estas con rabia, después te arrepientes de todo
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen
Aww sí

Hay algo en ella que probablemente me hace imposible vivir sin ella
Enrolamos un poco de sour, déjame besarte en tu coño
Misión cumplida, aumentaste tu ritmo cardiaco
Y yo no descanso, así que nos encontraremos en la cima de tu montaña
Ansioso de demostrártelo, que debía conocértelo
Pensando que debería conocerte
Y tú deseas perfectamente, no puedo contratarte
Las cosas de diseñador ya se estropearon, déjame masajearte con el aceite
Para llegar al árbol más alto, voy a tener que escalar un sequoia
Detente, mostrando un poco de Agent provocateur
Esperando pacientemente
Que te quites tu ropa interior
Odio cuando se pone muy ansiosa,
Odio cuando ella esta demasiado aburrida
Me gusta llegar profundo, pero odio
Qué tan dulce eres
Déjame ver alguna prueba
F*llar puede hacer tu coño hablar
Pero a mi me gusta hacer tu coño hablar
Pero a mi me gusta hacer que cante una canción
Todo lo que necesitamos es mala hierba
No necesitamos ni siquiera una habitación
Ahora mismo estoy tratando de
Comer y no necesitamos una cuchara

Llámame loco, mi*rda, al menos llamaras
Se siente mejor cuando dejamos salir todo, cierto chica
Sé que es fácil dejarse atrapar por el momento
Cuando lo dices porque estas con rabia, después te arrepientes de todo
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen
Luego f*llamos toda la noche hasta que las cosas se arreglen.

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Wale – Draft Pick

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Letra de Draft Pick de Wale

Bring your best unit
You say you rising, then I released and left you there
Primetime Deon, hot style be gone
Death to the A&R that let you nig*as be on
Beat ‘em ‘til they scattering
Make ‘em on sabbatical
Steinbrenner bread, you can CC Sabathia
Weed keep me happy but them freaks keep me happier
That’s why I be with hoes between the scrotum like an Atticus
The flashiest African, DC on the map again
Pride of Columbia, and I ain’t talking shopping there
Out of this galaxy, stratosphere, when I appear
Then I appear, I treak the beat like Rowdy Roddy Piper’s gear
Killed it revive it and rebuild it
If all these hoes are sweatin’ then we probably in the building
What’s up, shorty? I’m here
I’m happy you was listening
And all my hoes the same, every day a sister’s sister
A young fly gigolo trying to get that nig*a, though
Shorty got that fire head Bam Bam Bigelow
Trey better hit a note hit him with a little flow
Stocking in Milan, tell them hoes this that pick-and-roll
Living so golden nig*as so focused
Looking so potent and we ain’t even smoke yet
I am the epitome of highly important
Y’all are the epitome of violently throwing
Oh shit, they bitter ‘cause my whole team winning
Started flyin’ in the fog, bet they won’t see the winner
A gluttonous nig*a, bet you won’t see your dinner
And your hoe’s so easy all the cavemen did her
Nig*a.


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7ene/130

Wale – Heaven In The Afternoon

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Letra de Heaven In The Afternoon de Wale

In the grand scheme of things we never supposed to have sh*t
Born to lose, built to win
Folarin, lets get it in, look

We aint supposed to never have nothing
We aint supposed to never have sh*t
See that growth on my rhymes then
See me focus aint on them

Naw, at the top its just us, right?
Lets get it, okay?
Prp’s and some don, Givenchy but no kilt me amor
We can’t leave we love the allure,
Hold my down, and stay above what you on
On, I’m a bees and a blies, Scorpio freaks, quantity Gemini
Woah, ima need me a light, riding thru the cap, cap steed on the mind
Though, I aint know him, but I wish I did
Each one, teach one, may the youth live
On that tabloid please on your head
Lost one last summer living aint fair
Other nig*as scared, we forever here, hate to see us smile
Money everywhere, dream killers out, I see em in the rear
Before I put em in a song, put em in a prayer, amen

We aint supposed to never have nothing
We aint supposed to never have sh*t
See that growth on my rhymes then
See me focus aint on them

Yeah, I’m focused its folarin here
I wreck on your barborsop talk of this
Heavenly father may spirit of god
Help whoever in oz get your guidance quick
All we need is Keisha, all we need Becky
All we need is god, and fat free fetty
My little buddy live strong young nig*a pedal
He didn’t make it in the league so the streets wed em
Getting wet up on the corner in whatever weather
Boy see jail again he try gon see the devil ugh
Been a week since he seen his mother
And 18 since he seen the other
I’m a pray for him
Its safe to say he got some pain within
Aint too much I can say to him
And my bank statement dont relate to him
Look, woah

We aint supposed to never have nothing
We aint supposed to never have sh*t
See that growth on my rhymes then
See me focus aint on them

My wish is that you keep dreaming
And then get it.


Letra / Lyrics

19dic/120

Wale – Too Much Talk (Freestyle)

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Letra de Too Much Talk (Freestyle) de Wale

Bounce, uh… just a little freebie
This ain’t even going on the tape, nig*a fu*k it
From Letra-Lyrics.com

This that overtime flow
Look

It won’t ever be beneficial for them to ever hate me
I work immensely and dream greatly
And for all my inner wisdoms I scribble daily
To get this fed-free fetti
May god bless it cuz my guess it ain’t sh*t you could tell me
Let’s get it
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Tell these haters to catch up, hot dogging forreal
Peep the way this guy rolls, flat bread on that land
I’m just showing, improving, nig*as told me I couldn’t
Now they say I’m great all day man they just Jonathon Gruden
Baby scholarship student smart when she do that part
From Letra-Lyrics.com

And I do fool with few these hoes but don’t do so with too much talk
These bit*hes too much talk, these nig*as too much talk
Nig*as be deep as fu*k, it confuse that when using heart
Pussy nig*as try to push me to the limit
Think its all love Jones ’till I perform as menace
A man has zero if a man has limits
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Where I’m from, little ass pass stones like bad kidneys
Get me doe, and it’s on my mind but the same time
And today I wrote a great rhyme and read news of a new columbine
The world good, it’s the people crazy so we pray for Newtown
And I pray for truth and I pray profusely while shaking Lucifer
May god have us, in this time we ain’t all together
From Letra-Lyrics.com

We all pot, all day I hear you calling kettle
Call waiting, call blocked, no conversation
And I see nobody like a fu*king coroner vacation
Shout out to my fam though
From Letra-Lyrics.com

And I don’t fu*k with snakes but I got ladies up at famu
D.C. Get me, ’till her ass see me
Nig*as hating, have a glass of Fiji
You nig*as parched, don’t even start, you need dasani
Your finest women you wine and dine won’t see my lobby
Whoa kimosabe, big balling is still my hobby
From Letra-Lyrics.com
If a ball was one of these rhymes I’d get a scholarship with my rhyming, look
The bo jack of profound rap, guess they not hip
So they all burn from the highest man to not buck yet
‘Cuz I’d rather raider, try not to date her but occupate her
And I floss your lady, her walls shake like a cocky neighbor
Folarin in the house ma’am
And after yoga get India with the Dao slim
One-fifty-one chilling on the couch bent
Feeling I ain’t getting it ‘cuz I ain’t living on a mountain yet
The perfect night is a quiet woman and loud spliff
So now? Bumping? Sh*t
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Serenade her with some words, spread them curves that’s my goal
Since I blow and treat my whore like a trombone
They may flow but they not dope, they just drive ‘cuz they not fly
They may say we at a I but they not ‘le, they just lie
And a more than likely vacant, and I’m all the time booked
Reflected mine via the tongue like Jordan five, woo
Like Lou Williams, I do numbers and I’m too serious
In that blue Bentley, it’s true it’s rented, got a new dead man
Ghost tinted like number suit, I’ma blow digits
From Letra-Lyrics.com

It’s no boob, for your old j’s they gon’ four-fifth ya
Olympic 9′s I been in, ‘cuz all the dimes was training
I’m so in love with this hip-hop but I swear it changed when i got famous
Off the wall like my is, off the wall like I’m Vega
Austin powers with gold, often see what I’m drinking
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Double sleeve I’m a anky, double cup I’m on tx
On out in bx with frenchie nig*a fu*k with me where I be at
Nig*a know I leave how I entered
And you leave without respect then you may leave out dismembered
And I see you laurinaitis but my legion is different
You dodge ram and I’m large Benz and I’m g nig*a, get me… doe
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And I hear the talking but these nig*as is talking folarin.

Letra / Lyrics

19dic/120

Wale – Too Much Talk (Freestyle) (Traducida)

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Letra en español de Too Much Talk (Freestyle) de Wale

Original

Bounce, uh… just a little freebie
This ain’t even going on the tape, nig*a fu*k it
From Letra-Lyrics.com

This that overtime flow
Look

It won’t ever be beneficial for them to ever hate me
I work immensely and dream greatly
And for all my inner wisdoms I scribble daily
To get this fed-free fetti
May god bless it cuz my guess it ain’t sh*t you could tell me
Let’s get it
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Tell these haters to catch up, hot dogging forreal
Peep the way this guy rolls, flat bread on that land
I’m just showing, improving, nig*as told me I couldn’t
Now they say I’m great all day man they just Jonathon Gruden
Baby scholarship student smart when she do that part
From Letra-Lyrics.com

And I do fool with few these hoes but don’t do so with too much talk
These bit*hes too much talk, these nig*as too much talk
Nig*as be deep as fu*k, it confuse that when using heart
Pussy nig*as try to push me to the limit
Think its all love Jones ’till I perform as menace
A man has zero if a man has limits
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Where I’m from, little ass pass stones like bad kidneys
Get me doe, and it’s on my mind but the same time
And today I wrote a great rhyme and read news of a new columbine
The world good, it’s the people crazy so we pray for Newtown
And I pray for truth and I pray profusely while shaking Lucifer
May god have us, in this time we ain’t all together
From Letra-Lyrics.com

We all pot, all day I hear you calling kettle
Call waiting, call blocked, no conversation
And I see nobody like a fu*king coroner vacation
Shout out to my fam though
From Letra-Lyrics.com

And I don’t fu*k with snakes but I got ladies up at famu
D.C. Get me, ’till her ass see me
Nig*as hating, have a glass of Fiji
You nig*as parched, don’t even start, you need dasani
Your finest women you wine and dine won’t see my lobby
Whoa kimosabe, big balling is still my hobby
From Letra-Lyrics.com
If a ball was one of these rhymes I’d get a scholarship with my rhyming, look
The bo jack of profound rap, guess they not hip
So they all burn from the highest man to not buck yet
‘Cuz I’d rather raider, try not to date her but occupate her
And I floss your lady, her walls shake like a cocky neighbor
Folarin in the house ma’am
And after yoga get India with the Dao slim
One-fifty-one chilling on the couch bent
Feeling I ain’t getting it ‘cuz I ain’t living on a mountain yet
The perfect night is a quiet woman and loud spliff
So now? Bumping? Sh*t
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Serenade her with some words, spread them curves that’s my goal
Since I blow and treat my whore like a trombone
They may flow but they not dope, they just drive ‘cuz they not fly
They may say we at a I but they not ‘le, they just lie
And a more than likely vacant, and I’m all the time booked
Reflected mine via the tongue like Jordan five, woo
Like Lou Williams, I do numbers and I’m too serious
In that blue Bentley, it’s true it’s rented, got a new dead man
Ghost tinted like number suit, I’ma blow digits
From Letra-Lyrics.com

It’s no boob, for your old j’s they gon’ four-fifth ya
Olympic 9′s I been in, ‘cuz all the dimes was training
I’m so in love with this hip-hop but I swear it changed when i got famous
Off the wall like my is, off the wall like I’m Vega
Austin powers with gold, often see what I’m drinking
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Double sleeve I’m a anky, double cup I’m on tx
On out in bx with frenchie nig*a fu*k with me where I be at
Nig*a know I leave how I entered
And you leave without respect then you may leave out dismembered
And I see you laurinaitis but my legion is different
You dodge ram and I’m large Benz and I’m g nig*a, get me… doe
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And I hear the talking but these nig*as is talking folarin.
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Traducción
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14dic/120

Wale Ft. French Montana – Back 2 Ballin (Folarin) (Traducida)

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Letra en español de Back 2 Ballin (Folarin) de Wale Ft. French Montana

Original

You deserve to be admired if you make it back quicker than you lost it
Think about it
Work
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Nig*a, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel
No, that’s not my problem
Problem, problem, problem
‘Cause I get right to the chicken
Ain’t trick with other bit*hes
Don’t worry if I never call her
Call her, call her, call her (French)
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
You know my whips is foreign
Now you nig*as play the bench and all my nig*as starting
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
I’m talking black Ferrari
Straight cash, made 140 stacks this morning
I’m talking 10 chains, mosquito bites
Red bottoms, mosquito bites
Bad batch, get your head cracked
Cee-lo dykes
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
Start to finish
You start, I finish
Bottle after bottle
Where the fu*k my kin is?
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties falling
Falling falling falling falling falling falling falling
Talk, all my nig*as tore up from the floor up
And all those whips is foreign
Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, whips is foreign
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Nig*a back to ballin’
Every bit like Patrick Johnson
Never sold much dope, but I know
Some nights I heard that trap was calling
Nig*a back to ballin’
Kd, rondo and Lebronin’
Found life was about chasing dreams
Don’t worry how I got these commas
Comas, commas, I’m a, rider, louder, ganja, easy, rider
What I paid? Five stacks for the garment
Get the check, re-up in a hot sec
Hugo boss be the outfit
And a pair of some never-coming-out sh*t
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’.
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Traducción
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14dic/120

Wale Ft. French Montana – Back 2 Ballin (Folarin)

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Letra de Back 2 Ballin (Folarin) de Wale Ft. French Montana

You deserve to be admired if you make it back quicker than you lost it
Think about it
Work
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Nig*a, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel
No, that’s not my problem
Problem, problem, problem
‘Cause I get right to the chicken
Ain’t trick with other bit*hes
Don’t worry if I never call her
Call her, call her, call her (French)
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
You know my whips is foreign
Now you nig*as play the bench and all my nig*as starting
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
I’m talking black Ferrari
Straight cash, made 140 stacks this morning
I’m talking 10 chains, mosquito bites
Red bottoms, mosquito bites
Bad batch, get your head cracked
Cee-lo dykes
Motherfu*kin’ back to ballin’
Start to finish
You start, I finish
Bottle after bottle
Where the fu*k my kin is?
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties falling
Falling falling falling falling falling falling falling
Talk, all my nig*as tore up from the floor up
And all those whips is foreign
Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, whips is foreign
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Nig*a back to ballin’
Every bit like Patrick Johnson
Never sold much dope, but I know
Some nights I heard that trap was calling
Nig*a back to ballin’
Kd, rondo and Lebronin’
Found life was about chasing dreams
Don’t worry how I got these commas
Comas, commas, I’m a, rider, louder, ganja, easy, rider
What I paid? Five stacks for the garment
Get the check, re-up in a hot sec
Hugo boss be the outfit
And a pair of some never-coming-out sh*t
From Letra-Lyrics.com

You nig*as serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
Bacon it, bacon on it, bacon on it
As-Salamu Alaykum ‘em, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nig*a back to ballin’
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
And I ain’t even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
Nig*a I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I’m back to ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’.

Letra / Lyrics

27nov/120

The Game Ft. Wale – Stripper

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Letra de Stripper de The Game Ft. Wale

She got two jobs, work late, college courses on her plate
Never give head on the first date, always fighting in the workplace
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
Them high heels, that black lace, that long weave and that fu*k face
That pink thong and that slim waist, that fat pus*y with that fruit taste
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I knew myla before myla went to h-town and that’s straight up
And that’s straight down like that front do’
Ain’t see that ass in a month though, drake talking ‘bout her
Make a nig*a mad, you heard that song? Yeah, best that he ever had
She got hips like the kit on that challenger, she got horsepower
Need stamina and colt Michael ain’t no amateur, I tell you boy
From Letra-Lyrics.com
She standing up, two legs and a pole, tri-pod, no hands, my god
She pop that pus*y, ugk on that I-pod, she got a dragon over that left cheek
She know drake, she know me, had Sean Kingston in that trick bag
Had the little nig*a down on one knee, need a real nig*a
She don’t fu*k free, I’m Jesus piece, she’ll fu*k me
Her co-workers discuss me but they all wanna fu*k, trust me
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com

My nig*as in the pen got posters on the wall
Close your eyes tight enough, you see tip drill fall
Two ass cheeks like bowling balls
Tell her bounce that pus*y up off the wall
Picture me taking them panties off
She got an ass like a rhino and it’s soft
She like a real hood nig*a but her man is soft
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Money takes away the pain like (???)
When she on the strip pole, it’s like mardi gras
That girl built like she from Arkansas, that pus*y fat like a monkey jaw
Only bitches like me that I already saw
She started off in Miami, moved up to that a-town
Make it rain like skittles in that candy shop
It’s her birthday, she getting cake now
Take it back down on to M.I.A, my little redbone
She the queen of diamonds, pop that pus*y
Tryna get that pay, bitch almost died from that pole climbing
I admire the way she take care of son
So tell the waitress to take care of ones
Send flowers to the hospital in February
She been my favorite dancer since day one
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She the reason we all here, she the reason they all stare
People ask her government, her phone number or if it’s all real
I ain’t concerned with that now, I got a jar of that loud
I got a thing for that body baby and these dollars cover your ground
Realest nig*as in town, chuck scoop, we all lax
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m in the lambo, sipping on brown, that’s the highness way be on crown
And I got the stadium clout where it gets palladium wild
Pimp mack be crazy if I get the lady, know I tap, see the lady be on styles
That liquor talking and that zipper’s talking, bands a make her dance
What she gonna do if I would start?
My favorite stripper although I got some options
My nig*as caught me in the club, they telling me I got a problem
From Letra-Lyrics.com

On the first day, he said let there be light
The second day, he made you baby, you baby
Oooh and I just can’t contain myself
The way you move so fu*king edible, mmm incredible baby
From Letra-Lyrics.com
And I can’t stop catching the Holy Ghost from watching you baby
Oooh baby, the way you make me feel is so incredible
The therapy is what I need, incredible, the therapy is sweet to me
And I can’t stop dropping my check off in this club for you baby, oooh oooh baby.
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Letra / Lyrics

27nov/120

The Game Ft. Wale – Stripper (Traducida)

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Letra en español de Stripper de The Game Ft. Wale

Original

She got two jobs, work late, college courses on her plate
Never give head on the first date, always fighting in the workplace
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
Them high heels, that black lace, that long weave and that fu*k face
That pink thong and that slim waist, that fat pus*y with that fruit taste
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I knew myla before myla went to h-town and that’s straight up
And that’s straight down like that front do’
Ain’t see that ass in a month though, drake talking ‘bout her
Make a nig*a mad, you heard that song? Yeah, best that he ever had
She got hips like the kit on that challenger, she got horsepower
Need stamina and colt Michael ain’t no amateur, I tell you boy
From Letra-Lyrics.com
She standing up, two legs and a pole, tri-pod, no hands, my god
She pop that pus*y, ugk on that I-pod, she got a dragon over that left cheek
She know drake, she know me, had Sean Kingston in that trick bag
Had the little nig*a down on one knee, need a real nig*a
She don’t fu*k free, I’m Jesus piece, she’ll fu*k me
Her co-workers discuss me but they all wanna fu*k, trust me
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com

My nig*as in the pen got posters on the wall
Close your eyes tight enough, you see tip drill fall
Two ass cheeks like bowling balls
Tell her bounce that pus*y up off the wall
Picture me taking them panties off
She got an ass like a rhino and it’s soft
She like a real hood nig*a but her man is soft
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Money takes away the pain like (???)
When she on the strip pole, it’s like mardi gras
That girl built like she from Arkansas, that pus*y fat like a monkey jaw
Only bitches like me that I already saw
She started off in Miami, moved up to that a-town
Make it rain like skittles in that candy shop
It’s her birthday, she getting cake now
Take it back down on to M.I.A, my little redbone
She the queen of diamonds, pop that pus*y
Tryna get that pay, bitch almost died from that pole climbing
I admire the way she take care of son
So tell the waitress to take care of ones
Send flowers to the hospital in February
She been my favorite dancer since day one
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper)
From Letra-Lyrics.com

She the reason we all here, she the reason they all stare
People ask her government, her phone number or if it’s all real
I ain’t concerned with that now, I got a jar of that loud
I got a thing for that body baby and these dollars cover your ground
Realest nig*as in town, chuck scoop, we all lax
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m in the lambo, sipping on brown, that’s the highness way be on crown
And I got the stadium clout where it gets palladium wild
Pimp mack be crazy if I get the lady, know I tap, see the lady be on styles
That liquor talking and that zipper’s talking, bands a make her dance
What she gonna do if I would start?
My favorite stripper although I got some options
My nig*as caught me in the club, they telling me I got a problem
From Letra-Lyrics.com

On the first day, he said let there be light
The second day, he made you baby, you baby
Oooh and I just can’t contain myself
The way you move so fu*king edible, mmm incredible baby
From Letra-Lyrics.com
And I can’t stop catching the Holy Ghost from watching you baby
Oooh baby, the way you make me feel is so incredible
The therapy is what I need, incredible, the therapy is sweet to me
And I can’t stop dropping my check off in this club for you baby, oooh oooh baby.
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Traducción
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20nov/120

Wale – Freedom Of Speech

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Letra de Freedom Of Speech de Wale

Good things to those who wait
I don’t involve wth those who make noise or indulge in hate
I pray to God, may Allah make my bars be great
So my job secure in case my broad is late
I got no time to slow it down and contemplate
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*as hungry for a change so Obama eight
Years, safe here never, Rayful
Kept it moving, reindeer weather
Crack babies turned crack sellers, still got nada
From Letra-Lyrics.com
That happens when you black nig*a with no product
Unathletic, it’s sad though when it’s no calling
So now you with the strapped nig*as that want problems
No problem, and the hood ain’t changed in years
And I’m optimistic at times for politics can’t erase the fear
Pro-black is dead, self-loathing and sh*t
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Whole race feel misplaced since the Regan Era
Where’s Che Guevera ??
Hear cries from black moms for convisary
And the cops’ll stop now, the town is different
See the block’s like black mamba, brown omitted
Little gentrification which ain’t gender-specific
All us nig*as is nig*as, a few of nig*as is bit*hes
Dig it, cigar lit up, Obama got a longer tenure
You ain’t gotta get involved unless that boy?
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Yeah, one nation under God
Politics about the guap, I hate to break your heart
Just play my part
Stay low, pray to God
For all the hate shown, it made it hard to watch
Could be a race war, nig*as on your mark
‘Til somebody start
From Letra-Lyrics.com

Conspiracy theorists in my lyrics
And feel like my sh*t is somehow different albeit
It could be the image of my nig*as
And your perception is ruining my vision, dig that
My president mulatto, a resident of many of serato
From Letra-Lyrics.com
A penny for your thoughts, mommy torch worth a dollar
Get off my fu*king George Carver
As far as little Bush, I’m thinking more little Rallo
Do you follow or did I lose you?
Ms. Dash, yeah she bad, but the broad still clueless
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Reese get her, not little
Witherspoon feeder ’til the seats fill up, get me
Paranormals on my feet nig*a, jiggy
I, commander in chief, nig*a, Bentley
Exercise of free speech, nig*a, get me
But politics just ain’t me, nig*a, feel me.

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