El Alfa Recogelo Lyrics English Translation
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If I stop at a traffic light, it looks like a car show
Rolls Royce and Bugatti, I put on a show with the top down
Don't forget that I come from Herrera
If the bullets run out, we'll give you a race
Top, the suck-up is a traitor
I don't want suckers like you in my life
I grab the money and distribute it with drones
Boss of bosses, bosses of bosses
We have to respect those who started with a gram
And nowadays they dress head to toe in Ferragamo
Don't stop him, wherever you want, we'll give it to him
We're rolling with the money we've earned
Blow his mind, take off the top
This car is worth the case, it's not a Toyota
I've been counting for about two weeks
And my grandma called me, saying she was dreaming
Oh, my child, I dreamt about you last night
What did you dream, grandma?
The dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
The dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
The dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Do your thing, do your thing
Because I'm looking for mine
Do your thing, do your thing
Because I'm looking for mine
Do your thing, do your thing
Because I'm looking for mine
Do your thing, do your thing
Because I'm looking, looking, looking
Because I'm looking, looking, looking
Because I'm looking, looking, looking
Because I'm looking, looking, looking
Because I'm looking
Sony gave me seventeen out of twenty-four songs
I bought a plot of land from Herrera to the 27th
You can progress, it's your way of thinking
The people around you don't let you move forward
Get up and leave, sack of salt, you don't know how to kiss
Your girl told me, we got together to hook up
I land in Miami with the Opaloca movie
I have a private
I landed in Miami with the movie Opaloca
I have a private jet with seventy-five crazy women
Look, go to Vimenca, grandma, it's all there
Dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Dollars, euros, pounds sterling
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up pick it up, pick it up
knock on the door
Hey, what's the dollar? Is it there? No
And weight? No
And euro? neither
And who are those people hanging out with?
Boy, those people hang out with El Alfa
Real juidero, real run-run on the avenue
in the lleca
R.I.P Pop Smoke
Ma' brother, nigga
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