Reggaenót ft. SR GONZALEZ RAP Lyrics

(poco menos sonido en mis oídos, gracias)

Next door they making reggaeton

At least I think that is what's going on

This scene the one that you been sleeping on

Bout getting paid and who they sleeping on

If I was Spanish I'd make reggaeton

But we so frigid in the land I'm from

So this chill beat is what I post up on

In Medellín, in the país her is from

In 30 years they gone from facing death 

To Spotify's best

Pushing narco through the traffic

To traffic on the web

And I know they feel Blessd

But still up there in your 

Net flicking stories from pre-noughties

El Patron on your vest

You think girl here got chest but

My one got 'art

Real high rola Bogatana met her in Chicago

Moving back n forth every 3 like its salsa

She the one no bachata

Now I'm outta here

Fly the little charter

Straight into the heart of Medellín 

On the scene, still thinking bout my partner

Medellín's hot but Bogota's cloudier

I'm so wowed from her

Next door they making reggaeton

At least I think that is what's going on

This scene the onda you been sleeping on

Bout getting paid and who they sleeping on

If I was Spanish I'd make reggaeton

But we so frigid, England I'm from

So this chill beat is what I Postobon

In Medellín, in the país Sr Gonzalez moving on

No se trata de reggaetón (go on 'zalez)

Si te mueves a London

Tengo el don el son el ton 

Con ron - aguardiente garrafon

En esta eterna primavera

Donde veo mas que aceras

Esquinas o veredas

Donde tu te encuentras con mas 

Que hermosas nenas

Aqui tenemos mas que 

Drogas que te envenenan

El rap habita en todas sus comunas

Y el arte no se limita cuando un alma se desnuda

Con ayuda de caricias en ayuna

Amo el resplander de tu mirada inoportuna

Porque eres una ciudad como ninguna

So you come back to me

Y tenemos un romance laguna

(Come back to me)

They call me 

Gringo cos I'm 

Blanco like Griselda 

And what she sell there, for Netflix 

But ya dunno I'm Anglo hablo English

Feid in like Carolina G

If she feminism, you can call me a sufragista

Had to tell a boy from Luton how to say bichota

They hotter than that little rotter

Little spot in Antioquia, call mi novia on mi Nokia

This one making me well up, picking up on my slip-ups

Making her mistrust, nearly dropped me like Liz Truss

But now I grown up and I'm ready for love

If we're lucky enough to have a 

Daughter or son: proudly Colombian

Maybe they'll sing reggaeton

(Dem Bow bom)