Santa (remix) (part. Gsaias, Luck Ra y Lau G)

Santa (remix) (feat. Gsaias, Luck Ra and Lau G)

Santa (remix) (part. Gsaias, Luck Ra y Lau G)

And now what happened with all that they talked about?Y ahora ¿qué pasó con to' eso' que hablaban?
I passed by them and laughed in their facesLes pasé por al lado y me les río en su cara
I'm at the North Pole, gathering iceEstoy en el Polo Norte, juntando ice
I already have the chain and my mouth is frozenYa tengo la cadena y la boca congelada

I'm like Santa, the clothes are so manyEstoy como Santa, las prendas son tantas
I know they idolize me, copy me if you canSé que me idolatran, cópienme si les alcanza
Being a star is tiring, but it fills the bellySer estrella cansa, pero llena la panza
And to those who wish me ill, I tell them thatY a los que me tiran la mala, les digo que

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

Oh, that's why she asks for a lighter, lighterOoh, por eso ella pide lighter, lighter
She looks for me at night, yeahMe busca por la night, yeah
Because I make her jump, jumpPorque yo sí hago que salte, salte
And I don't fit inside my pants, ohY no me cabe dentro del pantalón, oh

Baby, get on top of meBaby, ponte encima mío
She scratches my back, for sureMe araña la espalda, fijo
She tells me she wants a childMe dice que quiero un hijo
And noY no
She tells me and I apply itMe dice' y yo te la aplico
But don't ask for punishmentPero no pidas castigo
If you're not going to eat it, heySi no te la va' a comer, ey

In my street, everything fell apartEn mi calle, to' se cayeron
In my face, everything went silentEn mi cara, to' se callaron
Your hoe, I want a Christmas flowTu hoe, quiero flow navideño
Asking for me to give her a beatingPide que le regale palo

Your crew has their mouths openTu crew tiene el hocico abierto
From how much they sucked me offDe tanto que me lo mamaron
I went to the club and they didn't see me anymorePasé al club y ya no me vieron
Daddy, I'm in a private VIPPapi, ando en un VIP privado

And now I have her crazyY ahora yo la tengo loca
I look at that ass, how it bouncesMiro ese culo, cómo rebota
She always wears little clothingSiempre anda con poca ropa
And dark like mochaY morena como mocca

Hey, call me King, 'cause money rainsEy', decime Rey, 'cause money rains
In the middle of her boobs, I throw champagneEn medio de sus gomas, tiro champagne
She didn't know me until she hit playNo me conocía hasta que le dio play
I have her hooked like cocaineLa tengo enganchada como la cocaine

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

All your friends saw meTo-to-todos tus amigos me vieron
Partying at 4AM in the neighborhood and nakedVacilando a las 4AM por el barrio y en cuero
With the music blasting, the patrol car looked at usCon la música al mango, nos miró el patrullero
And I passed by as if nothing, with 10 grams and a halfY yo pasé como si nada, con 10 gramos y medio

And now they come to talk to me about the streetsY ahora me vienen a hablar de calle
All those kids take off their disguisesTodos esos nene' sáquense los disfraces
Critique what suits you, it's fashionable to throw at meCritiquen qué les conviene, está de moda tirarme
But I'm in a BMW, your messages don't reach mePero voy en BM, no llegan sus mensajes

Baby, uhBaby, uh
Blue blood, all my blood froze (froze)Sangre azul, to'a mi blood se congeló (se congeló)
It's that, bae, I need your warmth (your warmth)Es que, bae, me hace falta tu calor (tu calor)
Just forget all the bad that happened, that happened, that happened, ehSolo olvida to' lo malo que pasó, que pasó, que pasó, eh

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio and those fakes look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio y esos fakes miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

My glass overflows, it's okaySe rebalsa mi vaso, no pasa nada
I spend my time waiting in the early morningMe la paso esperando en la madruga'
Just come, you'll be better that way, ma'Solo vente, que así vas a estar mejor, ma'
I want your warmth, ma', let's escape, ahQuiero tu calor, ma', escapémonos, ah

My glass overflows, it's okaySe rebalsa mi vaso, no pasa nada
I spend my time waiting in the early morningMe la paso esperando en la madruga'
Just come, you'll be better that way, ma'Solo vente, que así vas a estar mejor, ma'
I want your warmth, ma', let's escape, ahQuiero tu calor, ma', escapémonos, ah

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron

I don't see them anymoreYa no los veo
I'm like Santa, for 200 on a sleigh'Toy como Santa, pa' 200 en un trineo
I'm going to the studio, smoking, and they look at me weirdVoy pa'l estudio, fumando, y me miran feo
I don't believe them anymore, you talk about the streetsYa no les creo, ustedes hablan de calle
But, in my street, everything fell apartPero, en mi calle, to' se cayeron