G Wagon Lyrics in English (Translation) - Ozuna
Wo-oh-oh-oh
Trap-style
Hi Music Hi Flow, ye-eh-eh
Hello, baby, how’ve you been?
I know you made your life, but send me your pin
I’m in the G Wagon going around town
And everything reminds me of you, curiosity kills me
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Because I sleep hugging that photograph
The one we threw together the first day
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Baby, for me you will always be mine
You became part of my biography
For you lighting Phillies
You got me up to the ceiling
It’s not hard for me, for you I give up the Richard Mille
Speak clearly, babe, you know that this guy is a trili
You by my side, I feel like P. Diddy
Millionaire, almost billo’
With you is that I have brightness
You are my baby, my corillo already knows it
For you flying, The Lord of the Skies, Amado Carrillo
I met a couple, but they don’t even reach your ankles
Nerd
I had the movie on high, but it all fell off
I can have fame, but if I don’t have you
None of that is worth, nor what I am consuming
And all that alcohol runs through my veins
They are lies, sorrows are not forgotten
Baby, I don’t even know how to delete it
The more I consume, the more I have them on repeat
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Because I sleep hugging that photograph
The one we threw together the first day
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Baby, for me you will always be mine
You became part of my biography
I smoke to kill all this agony
I suffer from thinking about how I did it to you
Now he has someone and he’s growing up
To me without balls, you were mine first
I always told you, you see
What if we did it once
I told you, that when I did it you were going to remember me and want to do it again
Mai, your house has already turned to paper
Tell me who tastes your bed, your lips, your kisses
I will remember the moment in your sex bus
The cloud ‘the capsule at 3:00 on the express
I miss more all that that the process lasts, ye-eh-eh
(Ozuna
Hi Music Hi Flow
Tra-trap style)
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Because I sleep hugging that photograph
The one we threw together the first day
Tell me who tastes your lips and your kisses
Who will you spend your night with, huh?
Baby, for me you will always be mine
You became part of my biography
Trap-style
Ozuna
tell me, huh
Hi Music Hi Flow, ye-eh-eh
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