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Genius English Translations - Jhayco Murci English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
Wow
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Shining on the ceiling, in the Royce it feels like LIV
We searched for her in the Phantom, but she left in an Uber, Lyft
In Miami, many are adding up, don’t talk to me about beef
Girls who speak English, I want a Taylor Swift
Yeah (Yeah), Taylor Swift’s in the Epic, not in the Lyft
Rockstar life like KISS, with all my clique like Chief Keef
We hit your baby mama, that was a diss
Bro, I’m a Jedi, who the hell is Chris to me?
I told your girl to point me out
We’ll have her call you so you can hear her on speaker
Talking trash about me, while I’m just trying to zip it up
My house looks like E11EVEN and I don’t even live in Brickell
Yeah, we’re three hundred
Always high, that’s why I wear Stevie Wonder shades
What you got is comedy, I drink like Tropic Thunder
And you’re calling her, but she’s not picking up, prr-prr-prr-prr, ey (Ey)
Yeah, try again, eh
Call her again, eh
Vibrating again, eh
I bought her another Rolex, eh, for the second time, eh
I get her going when she’s on her “time of the month”
And tell me what you’re gonna do, what you gonna do?
I last eight hours, I’m like Duracell, Duracell
Check the bill that’s at the Sofitel, Sofitel
She has another kid and she’s not gonna keep it
I’ll go in and she’s not gonna keep it, nah!
[Interlude]
Are you still following me or not?
Wow, wow
Ayy, Byrd, turn me up

[Verse 2]
I make it rain on her, she’s shining like a star
We had a night and they called from the lobby, like I gotta attend
Wow, wow, wow
My neck shining, even if you close your eyes, bro, you gotta see me
Yeah, there were thirty in the club with your girl
Thirty Addys, feel the glitch
I don’t go to church, but oh, my nigga, splish
I opened that thing and it smells like peach
Nova and Jory with the Draco like Robi
A bad motherfucker, twenty-four/seven, call me "Kobe," prr-prr
It’s midnight, baby girl, find me, I’m in the lobby
We’re hard, back in the days of White Lion, I was home
This is a hobby (This is a hobby), this is a hobby (This is a hobby)
The rifle’s bisexual, but I’m not homophobic
‘Cause I’m the beast, what you gonna do? Baby, just watch
I don’t wear Cuban links anymore, but shout out to Ovi

[Chorus]
Taylor Swift, Doja Cat
She knows the twelve commandments and she’s gonna sin
I don’t want a Barbie, I want a Bratz
She’s not an angel and I make her go “prra”
You all are Lucifer, I’m the Trinity
Jumping like a bunny, she thinks she’s Bad
Only speaks English, she tells me: “Oh, my God” (Prr-prr-prr, ey)
Taylor Swift (Taylor Swift), Doja Cat (Doja Cat)
They know the twelve commandments and they’re gonna sin
I don’t want a Barbie, I want a Bratz
She’s not Anuel, ey, but I make her
[Interlude]
Damn, how much do I need for the Ferrari, if for the Bentley down payment, I...?

[Verse 3]
Seventy like Héctor, like Héctor
Like Héctor, switch to sixth
I’ve wanted that Ferrari since sixth grade
I don’t drink red wine, but bring seventy bottles
Like Héctor, like Héctor
You’re a pest, we’re not in Héctor’s times
You’re an insect, step back like Héctor
God bless you, Tito and Héctor say it, wow
I don’t want an Infinity
I want a Ferro and a baby like Trinity
In PR, you pest, no security
I want two billion babies like “DÁKITI,” you feel me?
I don’t stay at the embassy
When I drop, mmm, probability
And we cut your Wi-Fi like Xfinity
At this level, my life’s a reality show, ey
All Moschino (All Moschino), all Moschino (All Moschino)
I bang your sister and make your kids my nephews (My nephews)
I talked to Haze and he said: “They’re not classy”
Who told the gossip that I was with Corcino? (Corcina)
Oh, call the party, we’re in the zone
From Santurce to Alturas de Cupey
With this, I make it clear that we’re not the same, J
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Give me space, I don’t hit solo and I took them to Holland
Louis the—, ey, Louis the scarf, Louis all—, ey
Louis all the batches
[Outro]
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