Fetty Wap - 679 (featuring. Remy Boyz)
Translated lyrics of Fetty Wap - 679 (featuring. Remy Boyz) to Español
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- Published 2010-01-26 00:31:03
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- Fetty Wap
- 679 (featuring. Remy Boyz)
- Translation by: Fabricio Nava
679 (featuring. Remy Boyz)
Yeah baby, 17
Ay, ay look
Baby girl, you're so damn fine though
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though
I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though
And when it's over, I press rewind though
You talking bands, girl, I got it
Benjamins all in my pocket
I traded in my trues for some robins
He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ay, yeah baby
Tell me what you see
Is it money or it's me?
I smoke twenty, smell the weed
I got hunnies in my V
They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like yeah
I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair
All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere
And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
Now go say some
Don't you niggas play dumb
You know where we came from
You don't want sauce, no A1
She a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine
She ain't nothing like them bimbos
If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here
Blowing, pluck it out the window
We get playing, press rewind, got her singing every time
Take a high note for me girlfriend
Got my city looking rude, I ain't Diddy I ain't Loon
But I think I need a girlfriend
She feeling great as I'm talking to her
She a RemyGirl so I'm gon' pursue her
I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on
Thousand dollars when I get my tip on
I'm off her, asked her if her fatty real
She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel
I'm bouta spoil her, got her with the happy feel
I'm bouta spoil her, oh my
ZooWap, Monty
Zoowap, Monty
Yeah baby, Remy Boyz
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Publicado el: 2010-01-26 00:31:03 por Fabricio Nava
679 (Junto A Remy Boyz)
Yeah, cariño, 17
Ay, ay, mira
Chica, eres tan jodidamente buena
Estoy intentando saber si podría darte desde atrás
Estoy bebiendo de ti, como un buen vino
Y cuando se acabe, daré marcha atrás
Tú hablando de bandas, chica, lo pillo
Todos los "Benjamins" en mi bolsillo
He vendido mis verdades por algunos Robin's
El haciendo de Batman, Fetty va a robarle
Tengo una Glock en mi Ferrari, 17 disparos, calibre 38
Tengo una Glock en mi Ferrari, 17 disparos, calibre 38
Estoy como, si, ella está buena
Me pregunto cuando será mía
Ella pasa de largo, yo le doy a retroceder
Para ver ese culo una vez más
Y tengo esto cerrado
Remy Boyz, ellos nos conocen
Todo dinero rápido, no lentos pavos
Nadie nos puede controlar
Ay, si cariño
Dime lo que ves
¿Es el dinero o es a mí?
Me fumo veinte, huele la hierba
Tengo chicas en mi coche
A ellas les gusta, Monty, ¿Puedes ser mi papasito? y yo estoy como si..
Tengo Robin's en mis vaqueros, puedes ver las alas en cada par
Todo lo que ves es Remy Boyz, conoces a mis negratas en todos lados
Y si alguien tiene un problema, nos podemos encontrar en cualquer lugar
Ahora voy a decir algo
Negratas no hagan el tonto
Saben de donde vinimos
No quieren la salsa, la A1 no
ZooWap, Monty
Zoowap, Monty
Si cariño, Remy Boyz
Escrito Por: Fabricio Nava
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