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Genius English Translations - Rauw Alejandro Marconi Impara Y Yan Block Espresso Martini English Translation Lyrics

[Intro: Marconi Impara]
Ayayai
Bo-Boy, boy

[Chorus: Rauw Alejandro & Marconi Impara]
What what, my crazy girl? I'm going to pick you up
Put on something really badass, there's paparazzi in the rest, eh
Today's is from Japan
Yesterday she spoke to me in French (Eh), sex is the language (Boy, boy)
Going around the block, I even worked at Chanel
I have my mind in sport mode, your envy won't catch me
Hey, even if I have more than a million, I'll always go back to the neighborhood
All my people know

[Verse 1: Marconi Impara]
Magazine loaded, Triple H in the ring
I always go all in, New York City with the Timbs
With Rauw listening to "LOS DUEÑOS DE LA CALLE"
Catching some babes that walk around the valley
This flow doesn't come out no matter how much I practice it
We've got more tricks than Inspector Gadget, ayayai
She moves it, she moves it in the tube, it's always full bucket
Smoke passes through her mouth, she had a girlfriend
And I like it like that, half a bitch, she calms down with the bi
I give it to her daily, I'm Eddie Dee
I have a party at home, welcome to my crib
Ay, Dio', ay, Dio'
[Verse 2: Rauw Alejandro & Marconi Impara]
What's it? What's it? Is it that I have a fucking flow? (Je)
Espresso martini, the Bugatti and the Mille are tourbillon (Boy, bo-boy)
I'll suck your ass up, use my face as an armchair
Climb on, I know what you need

[Chorus: Rauw Alejandro]
What's it, my crazy girl? I'll pick you up
Put on something really badass, there are paparazzi in the rest, eh
Today's is from Japan
Yesterday she spoke to me in French, sex is the language
Going around the block, I even worked her at Chanel
My mind is in sport mode, your envy won't get me
Hey, even if I have more than a million, I'll always go back to the neighborhood
All my people know

[Verse 3: Yan Block & Marconi Impara]
I fucked your lady and fame
Weekend, they're a couple of bitches, chichamo' and piché
Here's a couple of Hummers, I'm going to put them to suck, suck, suck
They were throwing the bad, don't call here anymore
Fuck Yan, your plans are screwed
And if you fuck with everything, the alligators will eat you, yeah
Four contracts without a deal a plate
I don't share my business data
I'm a pitcher, even Bad Bo knows it
I rose in rank, now I'm at Rambo level
I lick you, I lick myself, the asshole licks you
The friend kissing her, what's going on?
Having a good time in the room, playing the song on two sides
She says she paints, but for me she paints and scrapes
I look at myself in the mirror and what I see is a rockstar
But I'm a trapstar, I want a pornstar
I've got the cake, that's why she rides, motherfucker, you don't ride them, ha
Unraveling in a check for 10 thousand
With tusi these whores get happy
She misses this dick and I miss my ex
But I'm into music, pussy and flex
('I'm into music, pussy and flex)
[Outro: Yan Block & Marconi Impara]
Oh, God, oh, God
The block's bargain, motherfucker