PASEO DE LA FAMA (part. Lil Mosey)
(It's Wicked Outside)
(La niña estudiosa se hizo bandida)
(Cuando al artista conoció)
(Dejó los estudios, la llevo al estudio)
(Pa' dedicarle esta canción)
(A 220 prendiendo la carretera)
(Los vidrios polarizados, no me miran desde afuera)
(Conmigo te miras fancy, para mí eres la primera)
Y puro ya saben
(La llevaré con mi madre, como no hice con cualquiera)
No quiero que más nadie ande contigo
Te miré feliz y no fue conmigo
Voy tirando factos, no soy ardido
Por más que busco y pienso, él no es tu tipo
Dicen que el concierto estuvo lleno
Pero para mí estuvo vacío pues no estabas tú
Paseo de la fama, te busco en estrellas
No miro ese nombre, se ve in lyrics you
Te miras bonita con Golden Goose
Falda negra, cortita con flow Miu Miu
Balenciaga el abrigo, edición deluxe
Porque así eres tú, solamente tú
Ojos verdes, blanquita, con actitud
¿A dónde quieres ir? What you wanna do?
Ya estuve con artistas de Hollywood
Pero no son tú, nadie es como tú
Vienes y te vas
Tu mamá me dijo que te fuera a buscar
Solo existe una vida, no la dejes pasar
Perderte jamás
Por ti no hay nadie que me pare y que se jalen, pero
De qué me sirve haber ganado hoy tanto dinero
Si ni con todos esos ceros te compro un te quiero
She knows I've been on a roll (on a roll)
Trying to see you, but I can't go home right now
Search to calling you a long day
In a row selling piece of my phone right now
You're not making it easy
Send a bag, take a trip for no reason
You and me, should you see, but I never seen, yeah
Sure, you catch money when you blow up like a scene, yeah
Different planes like we never coming back no more
Showed you how to spend it, Imma pull it to Bershka
Downtown in the city, going 52 floors
Double cut, baby, Imma show you how
She wanna slide in a Maybach truck
Just to be color blind, but I'm back for your love
She wanna slide in a Maybach truck
No feta are away, she don't give no fucks
La niña estudiosa se hizo bandida
Cuando al artista conoció
Dejó los estudios, la llevo al estudio
Pa' dedicarle esta canción
A 220 prendiendo la carretera
Los vidrios polarizados, no me miran desde afuera
Conmigo te miras fancy, para mí eres la primera
La llevaré con mi madre, como no hice con cualquiera
No quiero que más nadie ande contigo
Te miré feliz y no fue conmigo
Voy tirando factos, no soy ardido
Por más que busco y pienso, él no es tu tipo
Dicen que el concierto estuvo lleno
Pero para mí estuvo vacío pues no estabas tú
Paseo de la fama, te busco en estrellas
No miro ese nombre, se ve in lyrics you
Paseo de la fama, te busco en estrellas
(Si se va)
Paseo de la fama, te busco en estrellas
(Que te pueda molestar)
(Que te pueda molestar)
WALK OF FAME (feat. Lil Mosey)
(It's Wicked Outside)
(The studious girl turned into a rebel)
(When she met the artist)
(She dropped out of school, took her to the studio)
(To dedicate this song to her)
(Going 220 on the highway)
(Tinted windows, they can't see me from outside)
(With me, you look fancy, to me, you're the one)
And they all know
(I'll take her to meet my mom, like I didn't do with anyone else)
I don't want anyone else with you
I saw you happy, but it wasn't with me
I'm throwing facts, I'm not bitter
No matter how much I search and think, he's not your type
They say the concert was packed
But for me, it was empty 'cause you weren't there
Walk of fame, I look for you in the stars
I don't see that name, it shows in lyrics you
You look pretty in Golden Goose
Short black skirt with Miu Miu flow
Balenciaga coat, deluxe edition
'Cause that's just how you are, only you
Green eyes, fair skin, with attitude
Where do you want to go? What you wanna do?
I've been with Hollywood artists
But they're not you, no one is like you
You come and go
Your mom told me to go pick you up
There's only one life, don't let it pass by
Never lose you
For you, no one can stop me or pull me back, but
What's the point of winning so much money today
If with all those zeros, I can't buy a 'I love you'
She knows I've been on a roll (on a roll)
Trying to see you, but I can't go home right now
Searching, calling you all day
In a row selling pieces of my phone right now
You're not making it easy
Send a bag, take a trip for no reason
You and me, should you see, but I never seen, yeah
Sure, you catch money when you blow up like a scene, yeah
Different planes like we never coming back no more
Showed you how to spend it, I'ma pull it to Bershka
Downtown in the city, going 52 floors
Double cup, baby, I'ma show you how
She wanna slide in a Maybach truck
Just to be color blind, but I'm back for your love
She wanna slide in a Maybach truck
No fucks are given, she don't give no fucks
(The studious girl turned into a rebel)
(When she met the artist)
(She dropped out of school, took her to the studio)
(To dedicate this song to her)
(Going 220 on the highway)
(Tinted windows, they can't see me from outside)
(With me, you look fancy, to me, you're the one)
(I'll take her to meet my mom, like I didn't do with anyone else)
I don't want anyone else with you
I saw you happy, but it wasn't with me
I'm throwing facts, I'm not bitter
No matter how much I search and think, he's not your type
They say the concert was packed
But for me, it was empty 'cause you weren't there
Walk of fame, I look for you in the stars
I don't see that name, it shows in lyrics you
Walk of fame, I look for you in the stars
(If she leaves)
Walk of fame, I look for you in the stars
(That could bother you)
(That could bother you)