AGRIDULCE (part. Duki)
Tengo un sabor agridulce y no sé por qué
Entre olvidarte y volverte a ver
Entre los bostezos y el amanecer
Entre maldecirte y sacarte el sostén
Entre una canción y una conversación
Yo ya no busco amigos, eso la vida ya me lo dio
Quiero un culito firme que la suba y me haga estar mejor
No soy insensible, soy honesto, soy honesto (yes)
Te molesto (what?), me detesto (what?)
Te contesto, luego no contesto
'Taba trabajando, sino yo no crezco
Ese hit grabando, nadie es perfecto
Dejé el porrito y llegaste vo'
O es una, o será la otra
O es una, o serán las do'
Me dejas crazy como Van Gogh
Me siento amazing, luego peor
En un BM como Miss Daisy
Nunca dije que esto es amor
Luego le digo: Mi amor
Se enoja porque la confundo
Pasan día' y me perdonó
Soy así, soy mucho mejor
El destino nos encontró
Le tiro toda esta tontería
Que de seguro no se olvidó
Dolor de cabeza, paracetamol
Y para aflojarla, nos vamos pa'l mall, y (uh, bebé)
Tengo algo agridulce y no sé por qué
Entre buscar ser perfecto y fallarte otra vez
Entre verte por fotos o tocar tu piel
Entre verte to' los días o una vez al mes
Dije que iba a fumar meno' y estoy fumando má' que nunca
Soy tu inteligencia artificial, respondo tus pregunta' (ya supiste)
Solo entre tus brazo' hay tanta calma junta
La miro en la noche, y la' estrellas la apuntan
Ma, mi yo comprometido los tiene dolido'
Escribió: No pasa nada, con tres punto' suspensivos
Vi-Vi-Vivimo' llevándono' a juicio y somo' los testigos
Ningún rapero te escribe como te escribo, oh
Tengo algo agridulce y no sé por qué
Entre buscar ser perfecto y fallarte otra vez
Entre verte por fotos o tocar tu piel
Entre verte to' los días o una vez al mes
Te molesto, me detesto
Te contesto, luego no contesto
'Taba trabajando, sino yo no crezco
Ese hit grabando, nadie es perfecto
Te molesto (what?), me detesto (what?)
Te contesto, luego no contesto
'Taba trabajando, sino yo no crezco
Ese hit grabando, nadie es perfecto
(Nadie es perfec-fec-fecto)
(Na-Na-Nadie es perfec-fec-fec-fec—)
雪山, 你在哪裡?
AGRIDULCE (part. Duki)
I have a bittersweet taste in my mouth, and I don't know why
Between forgetting you and seeing you again
Between yawns and the dawn
Between cursing you and taking off your bra
Between a song and a conversation
I'm not looking for friends anymore, life gave them to me
I want a firm ass that will lift me up and make me feel better
I'm not insensitive, I'm honest, I'm honest (yes)
I bother you (what?), I hate myself (what?)
I answer you, then I don't answer
I was working, otherwise I won't grow
That idiot recording (yeah), nobody's perfect
I quit smoking weed and you came along
Either it's one or it will be the other
Either it's one or it will be both
You make me crazy like Van Gogh
I feel amazing, then worse
In a BMW like Miss Daisy
I never said this is love
Then I tell her: My love
She gets mad because I confuse her
A day goes by, she forgave me
I'm like this, I'm much better
Fate found us
I threw everything at this nonsense
That for sure He forgot us
Headache, it seems like tamil
And to relax, we go to the mall, and (uh, baby)
I have this bittersweet feeling, and I don't know why
Between trying to be perfect and failing you again
Between seeing you in photos or touching your skin
Between seeing you every day or once a month
I said I was going to smoke less, I'm smoking more than ever
I am your artificial intelligence, I answer your questions (you know)
Only in your arms is there so much calm together
I look at her at night and the stars point at her
Ma, my committed self has them hurt
She wrote: It's okay, with three ellipses
We li-li-live taking each other to court, and we're the witnesses
No rapper writes to you like I write to you
I have this bittersweet feeling, and I don't know why
Between trying to be perfect and failing you again
Between seeing you in photos or touching your skin
Between seeing you every day or once a month
I bother you, I hate myself
You I answer, then I don't answer
I was working, otherwise I won't grow
That guy recording, nobody's perfect
I bother you (what?), I hate myself (what?)
I answer, then I don't answer
I was working, otherwise I won't grow
That guy recording, nobody's perfect
(Nobody's perfec-fec-fect)
(No-No-Nobody's perfec-fec-fec-fec—)
Yesan, where are you?