Bossa N People
Andate con el alto y déjame acá
Que debe tener popularidad
Espero que te sirvan sus consejos
Porque a mi casa no vas más
De mis amigos te olvidas
Y simplifícalo
A mi casa no vas más
De mis amigos te olvidas
Y olvídate de Tito y de los caminos al rio
Y no es que me moleste
Que te fijes en lo que llevo puesto hoy
¿Realmente te interesa la nota que estoy tocando aquí?
¿Realmente te interesa que disco estuve escuchando?
Ándate con el alto y déjame acá
Que debe tener popularidad
Espero que te sirvan sus consejos
A mi casa no va más
De mis amigos te olvidas
Y olvídate de tito y de los caminos al rio
Muchachos, acá nos ponemos las pilas
Nos ponemos las pilas desde las siete y
Media de la mañana, yo para poner las luces
Yo no soy ortiva ni nada por el estilo
Pero acá nos cuesta un huevo a cada uno
Yo soy un cabrón, ¡fantástico!
Pero vos estas de las siete y media de la mañana acá?
Loco, lo único que pido es un poco de pogo allá, loco
Es lo único, si a mi casa no vas más, olvídate, ¿okay?
Olvídate de todos esos asuntos
Y toda esa parafernalia que vivimos juntos
Y todo el menguele que te doy en mi corazón
Y olvídate de tito y de los caminos al rio
O bicho tá pegando
A chapa esquenta
O tempo passa, mas a evolução é lenta
Mas não tenho pressa
Velocidade é essa
Não há nada nesse mundo compadre que me estressa
Porém, ah, porém
Há um caso diferente
Que envolve toda a minha gente
Não se embucha de ninguém
Fica do lado do bem
Atitude amor e respeito também
Eu vou no samba é gente bamba
A diferença é clara
A gente fuma e eles fama
Proteja a raiz pra que tenha bons frutos
Já diz o velho ditado
A procura da batida perfeita
Bossa N People
Go with the cool kids and leave me here
They must be popular
I hope their advice serves you well
Because you're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And simplify it
You're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river
And it's not that it bothers me
That you notice what I'm wearing today
Do you really care about the note I'm playing here?
Do you really care about which record I was listening to?
Go with the cool kids and leave me here
They must be popular
I hope their advice serves you well
You're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river
Boys, here we get our act together
We get our act together from seven and
Thirty in the morning, I to turn on the lights
I'm not a killjoy or anything like that
But it's damn hard for all of us here
I'm a bastard, fantastic!
But are you here from seven-thirty in the morning?
Dude, all I ask for is a bit of a mosh pit over there, dude
That's all, if you're not coming to my house anymore, forget it, okay?
Forget about all those matters
And all that hullabaloo we live together
And all the love I give you in my heart
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river
Or the bug is sticking
The plate heats up
Time passes, but evolution is slow
But I'm not in a hurry
Speed is this
There's nothing in this world, buddy, that stresses me out
However, ah, however
There's a different case
That involves all my people
Don't stuff yourself with anyone
Stay on the good side
Love and respect attitude too
I go to the samba, it's a cool crowd
The difference is clear
We smoke and they seek fame
Protect the root so it has good fruits
As the old saying goes
In search of the perfect beat