current affairs | March 16, 2026

Eladio Carrion Friends [Remix] Lyrics English Translation

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Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

He brought a couple of friends, they're all hot

She has her own style, yeah, she doesn't follow trends

If you dance for me, I'll throw a couple of bands, bands

I'll ride her in the Benz, Benz, come on, baby, dance, dance

Yeah, friends, they're all hot

She has her own style, yeah, she doesn't follow trends

If you dance for me, I'll throw a couple of bands, bands

I'll ride her in the Benz, come on, baby, dance, dance

Yeah-yeah-yeah

If my stripper climbs on the pole

When she started bouncing, baby, she didn't stop

I tied her up while f*cking, we make the knot

I take her to Mars, I feel like Bruno

Like a wizard, I cast a spell on her

Started f*cking on the couch and ended up on the floor

If I come inside, I'm crazy

Because before I come, I let her know

The baby wants a puff like Diddy, hehe

Backwoods, no longer lighting Phillies

She hangs out in the block, getting high in North Philly

Trapping, she has her drug dealer

And I'm her customer

That body is my dose, baby, I get impatient

When I don't see you, I remember that I'm your patient

I see that 3D booty as if I put on glasses

When I give you a hit, I feel like Robert Clemente

You get all wet if I get hot

Change the weather and feel the change in the atmosphere

She wanted Colgate and I came on her teeth

Big bad b*tch with an angelic face

We're friends, but not in the friend zone, we already have a history

I record with the iPhone to show her the tutorial

On how I make her come, on how I make her squirt

I pass her the squeegee, she's wet, but I dry her off

Baby, the one who touches you has a one-way ticket to the grave, prr

I keep making money with the teco'

Where do you think I get it from to buy you Patek watches?

And Prada handbags

I always make a case when she goes up on me

She shouts 'war' at me, I sharpen her with my sword

We are already involved in the game and we are nothing

Friends, they are all tens

She has her style, yeah, she doesn't follow trends

If you dance for me, I'll throw you a couple of bands, bands

I ride her in the Benz, Benz, come on, mommy, dance, dance, yeah

Trench kid, every year I'm on some new shit

Too rich, just blew forty on my new fits

New spliff, daddy punchin' niggas, too sick

You a fine girl, nice curves, we can do shit

You ain't never met a real nigga, let me show you

Back shots, know you like that, 'cause I know you

Too nice, just my type, couldn't bro you

Normally I'm not the cuffin' type, I ain't gon' hold you

But I chose you

I'ma keep you lavish long as you do what you're proposed to

Music movin' coastal, rappin', I got vocals

Post IG for the drip, I ain't social

Different type of life, changin' channels like it's Roku

I don't trust shit, off a vibe, I might smoke you

I just be fast with it, bitches keep racks

Stay strapped and prepared case I gotta go crazy

Friends, they are all tens

She has her style, yeah, she doesn't follow trends

If you dance for me, I'll throw you a couple of bands

I ride her in the Benz, Benz, come on, mommy, dance, dance

Yeah-yeah-yeah

That ass is one of one

Explosive like when you play Call Of Duty, hit the R1

We'll make a porn, if you want I'll call Nuno

So that I can record you with all your handicap friends, four to one

And whoever it is your turn click-clack

That you want the nails in shellac

He told me 'I want to go for the H' because I'm like Cali Tupac

Medusa in your Versace blouse, in the Gucci three-rack wallet

Always at height like ROSALÍA, and the Apalache', you knew that this creature is crack

That? He he

Three Letters, The L

L3TRA Entertainment, baby

Mera, tell me, Custom

Let's customize a pair of baby girls today

Tell me, Ella

Those of us who have the sauce, you already know

Lil Tjay, light it up, nigga

I know we're just friends, but

I want you for something more

If you give me the chance, believe me, you won't regret it

Three Letters

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