Rimmel
La conocí en una discoteca
Mientras bailaba me miraba seca
Con los labios me dijo de ir a dar una vuelta
Y me contó que en una relación estaba envuelta
Pero el novio no la valora y por eso ella se suelta
Y no tiene sentimiento, y si los tiene no los muestra
La única condición que me puso es que su cora' no está en oferta
Dale dime, si él lo único que hace es que se tе corra el Rimmel
Y yo te pongo a cantar еn la cama sin que afines
Quiere que prendamos juntos y mis ojos se achinen
De tanto secretos que tiene, tiene un Record Guinness
Le dije: No sé tú, pero yo de amor no quiero hablar
Dice que ella tampoco, pero poco a poco empezó a dudar
De la noche a la mañana cambió
Cambió ropa barata por to' Christian Dior
No sabía que hacía música, y subió mi canción
No entiendo que pretende, cuáles son sus intenciones
Que al oído mis temas le entone
O quizás se cree que tengo money
No sé qué se cree, pero lo que hace conmigo
Al final me hace confundirme
Antes me hablaba de su novio
Ahora me pide siempre uno antes de irme
Y cuando me ve no sabe despedirse
Dale dime, si él lo único que hace es que se te corra el Rimmel
Y yo te pongo a cantar en la cama sin que afines
Quiere que prendamos juntos y mis ojos se achinen
De tanto secretos que tiene, tiene un Record Guinness
Na' que esconder entre tú y yo
A ninguno le puede el orgullo
Ese culito, mami, es que es tuyo
Si no nos vemos hace tiempo, le cae al estudio
Cógelo suave que si tu fluyes, yo fluyo
Dime ma', anda sola escuchando Soliá
Rulando por la city, copas de más
Ya no piensa en él, solamente piensa en mi na' más
Y se hace la dura
Aunque cambia si estamos a oscuras
Fuma y la nota tres horas le dura
Dice que no le gusta el perreo
Pero siempre dice que pone Con Altura
La de Rosalía, cartera llena y el alma vacía
Prende uno de hash y otro más de María
Y cada vez menos de mí se fía
Dale dime, si él lo único que hace es que se te corra el Rimmel
Y yo te pongo a cantar en la cama sin que afines
Quiere que prendamos juntos y mis ojos se achinen
De tanto secretos que tiene, tiene un Record Guinness
Quevedo con el Linton (oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Bluefire hey-hey
Bluefire hey
Los Rookies coming soon mai
Mascara
I met her in a nightclub
While she danced, she looked at me dryly
With her lips she told me to take a walk
And she told me she was involved in a relationship
But her boyfriend doesn't value her and that's why she lets go
And she has no feelings, and if she does, she doesn't show them
The only condition she set for me is that her heart is not on sale
Tell me, if all he does is make your mascara run
And I make you sing in bed without tuning
She wants us to light up together and my eyes narrow
With so many secrets she has, she has a Guinness Record
I told her: I don't know about you, but I don't want to talk about love
She says she doesn't either, but little by little she started to doubt
From night to morning she changed
Changed cheap clothes for all Christian Dior
She didn't know I made music, and she uploaded my song
I don't understand what she intends, what are her intentions
To whisper my songs in her ear
Or maybe she thinks I have money
I don't know what she thinks, but what she does with me
In the end, it confuses me
She used to talk about her boyfriend
Now she always asks for one before I leave
And when she sees me, she doesn't know how to say goodbye
Tell me, if all he does is make your mascara run
And I make you sing in bed without tuning
She wants us to light up together and my eyes narrow
With so many secrets she has, she has a Guinness Record
Nothing to hide between you and me
Neither of us can resist pride
That little ass, mommy, is yours
If we haven't seen each other in a while, she comes to the studio
Take it easy, if you flow, I flow
Tell me, come alone listening to Soliá
Rolling through the city, a few too many drinks
She no longer thinks about him, only thinks about me and nothing else
And she acts tough
Although she changes when we're in the dark
She smokes and the high lasts her three hours
She says she doesn't like twerking
But she always says she dances 'Con Altura'
Rosalía's song, wallet full and soul empty
Lights up a hash joint and another one of Mary
And she trusts me less and less
Tell me, if all he does is make your mascara run
And I make you sing in bed without tuning
She wants us to light up together and my eyes narrow
With so many secrets she has, she has a Guinness Record
Quevedo with Linton (oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Bluefire hey-hey
Bluefire hey
Los Rookies coming soon mai
Escrita por: Pedro Domínguez Quevedo.