Mil Colores Lyrics in English Duki
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Mil Colores by Duki from Spanish to English.
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Esskeetit!
Esskeetit!
What up, my man
What up, my man
Larry the producer, esskeetit, M5, mami
Larry the producer, esskeetit, M5, mommy
Dice así, yeah
It goes like this, yeah
Bruno está en la casa, Fede está en la casa
Bruno is in the house, Fede is in the house
Mónica, Mónica, Mónica
Monica, Monica, Monica
Mónica, Mónica, Mónica
Monica, Monica, Monica
Mónica, Mónica, Mónica
Monica, Monica, Monica
Ahora todos quieren Mónica
Now everyone wants Monica
Puta, fina, y cosmopolitan
Whore, fine, and cosmopolitan
Llegó on fire como Ponyta
Came on fire like Ponyta
Su estilo feo me hace vomitar
The ugly style of her makes me throw up
Yo a to' los veo, son hipócrita'
I see them all, they are hypocritical
Son police y manejan poliza
They are police and they handle police
Yo soy sensei, manejo pócimas
I am sensei, I handle potions
Les recomiendo mejor no imitar
I recommend you better not imitate
Yo soy entero, negro, no mitad
I am whole, black, not half
En todo caso tengo dos mitade'
In any case I have two halves'
Y son complementale' como el Yin y el Yang
And they are complementary' like Yin and Yang
Tommy Gun, Tommy Gun, Tommy Gun
Tommy Gun, Tommy Gun, Tommy Gun
900 disparo' like Tommy Gun
900 shot' like Tommy Gun
En tan sólo un minuto like Tommy Gun
In just a minute like Tommy Gun
Matando la liga con to' my gang
Killing the league with all my gang
I'm sorry, your shawty volvió a mirar
I'm sorry, your shawty looked again
I'm sorry, your shawty volvió a mirar
I'm sorry, your shawty looked again
No soy malo pero ella me pone mal
I'm not bad but she makes me bad
Vos so' malo pero-pero me da igual
You are bad but-but she doesn't matter to me
Qué mierda les pasa a estos blanco'
What the hell is wrong with these whites?
Qué mierda les pasa a estos blanco'
What the hell is wrong with these whites?
Qué mierda les pasa a estos blanco' yeah, yeah
What the fuck happens to these whites' yeah, yeah
Qué mierda les pasa a estos blanco'
What the hell is wrong with these whites?
Qué mierda les pasa a estos blanco'
What the hell is wrong with these whites?
¿A qué se debe esa cara de parto
What's with that delivery face?
Cada ve' que entro al beat y lo parto?
Every time I enter the beat and leave it?
Con estudio' no salía del cuarto
With study' I did not leave the room
Sin estudio' no salí de cuarto
Without study' I did not leave the room
No generan trabajo, son gasto'
They do not generate work, they are expenses'
No me hago el loco, sé que soy Manston
I don't play crazy, I know I'm Manston
Me fumé los tres dedo' de Carlos
I smoked the three fingers of Carlos
Cómo mierda no iba a ganarlo
How the fuck was I not going to win it
Todos saben que estoy bendecí'o
Everyone knows that I am blessed
Y no tuve por qué ir y contarlo
And I didn't have to go and tell
Ataco al cuello, yo no ladro
I attack the neck, I do not bark
Adicto a la street y como un bad dog
Addicted to the street and like a bad dog
Diente' dorado', castillo' de mármol
Golden tooth, marble castle
La drug de Montana y la cara de Brando
The Montana drug and the face of Brando
Ahora quiero la cuenta en el banco
Now I want the bank account
Bille-billete' verde' a nombre De Lombardo
Bill-ticket 'green' in the name of De Lombardo
I don't wanna die too young like Malone
I don't wanna die too young like Malone
Y si muero que sea en sus manos
And if I die let it be in your hands
Los brother' cocinan sin plato
The brothers' cook without a plate
Cobrándole la vida al maltrato
Taking life from abuse
La felicidad viene de a rato
Happiness comes from time to time
Dame seis cero' o no firmo el contrato, yeah
Give me six zero' or I don't sign the contract, yeah
Mi pupila, mil colores
My pupil, a thousand colors
Muchas luna', muchos soles, yeah
Many moons, many suns, yeah
Ya no te extraño, no me llores
I don't miss you anymore, don't cry to me
Van a venir tiempos mejores, yeah
Better times are coming, yeah
Mi pupila, mil colores
My pupil, a thousand colors
Muchas lunas, muchos soles, yeah
Many moons, many suns, yeah
Ya no te extraño, no me llores
I don't miss you anymore, don't cry to me
Van a venir tiempos mejores, yeah
Better times are coming, yeah
Mi pupila, mi pupa
My pupil, my pupil
Mucha lona, mucho trap
Lots of canvas, lots of trap
Yo estoy con mis brothers, sky
I'm with my brothers, sky
Negro, sigo siempre high, yeah
black, I'm always high, yeah
Mejor no me llores y no me digas nada
Better not cry to me and don't tell me anything
Que ahora estoy bien en la mía
That now I'm fine in mine
Y tengo cosas para triunfar
And I have things to succeed
Pra-pra-pra-pra-pra
Pra-pra-pra-pra-pra
Mucha money in my pocket and my bag
Lots of money in my pocket and my bag
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