Dei V, Luar La L – Problema Lyrics (English Translation)
[Intro: Dei V & Luar La L]
Underwater.
Los Flavorz.
Three Letters, La L3tra (Woh-oh).
We are the Supernaturals, baby.
Tell me, Dei V, yeah.
Apply it.
[Chorus: Dei V & Luar La L]
Mami, you’re a problem.
Only pleasure and money can ever solve ’em.
That scoundrel style is running through your veins.
Like they say in PR: “That baby is so hot.”
We’re fucking in quarantine, woh-oh-oh.
She gets wet when I pull up in the R-Sport.
When this stick kicks, she scores.
That baby’s expensive, that’s why I bought her Christian Dior.
I’m gonna do it to her with a view from the top floor, yeah-eh.
[Refrain: Luar La L]
She begs me to abuse her.
She shines the brightest when she’s on top.
Wants me to use her like a sex toy.
I perform an exorcism on that demon, no cross required.
When I put it on her, I drain the juice from that whore. (Right away).
I spank her on all fours, leave her bruised and sore.
That ass is a Ferrari, and I’m the one behind the wheel. (Tell me, mami).
After we finish, we’ll talk later, baby, deuces.
(I’ll repeat it to you, but chanting, baby, what?)
[Verse 1: Luar La L]
She begs me to abuse her (Yeah).
She shines the brightest when she’s on top.
Wants me to use her like a sex toy.
I perform an exorcism on that demon, no cross required. (What?)
When I put it on her (Right away), I drain the juice from that whore (Oh).
I spank her. On all fours, bruises bloom on her skin (She knows).
That ass is a Ferrari, and I’m the one behind the wheel (Brrum).
After we finish, we’ll talk later, baby, deuces.
You’ve got a habit of fucking and disappearing (Yeah-eh).
When the mood strikes, she’ll call me, you have my number (Yeah-eh).
Of course I’ll come through, I’ll take it out and put it back in (Yeah, eh).
Angelic demon, you’re the devil made woman.
[Bridge: Luar La L]
You’ve got a habit of fucking and disappearing.
When the mood strikes, she’ll call me, you have my number.
Of course I’ll come through, I’ll take it out and put it back in.
Angelic demon, you’re the devil made woman.
[Chorus: Dei V]
Mami, you’re a problem.
Only pleasure and money can ever solve ’em.
That bitch style is running through your veins.
Like they say in PR: “That baby is so hot.”
We’re fucking in quarantine, woh-oh-oh.
She gets wet when I pull up in the R-Sport.
When this stick kicks, she scores.
That baby’s expensive, that’s why I’ll buy her Christian Dior.
I’m gonna do it for her with a view from the top floor (Los Flavorz), yeah-eh.
[Verse 2: Dei V]
She got herself redone, now she’s brand new.
Gonna have to take a pill or two after you.
You’re so nasty, woke up in the slum.
Ma, giving it to me all day long.
You’re fire on the outside, but cold within.
A little devil, she fucks me and then she dips.
What I love is that she’s a real bitch.
Take this Phillie, let’s kick it.
She gets wild, she starts to climb (Ah; hey).
She likes to live it up. It’s a movie.
The cash stacks to the ceiling, tall as Wemby.
How we doing? Maybe I’ll give you a baby (Eh-eh).
I light up, take flight, land in that pussy (Oh).
I know where all her tattoos are.
Ma, every time I leave, I make a U-turn.
Nobody fucks me up quite like you do (Hey).
She likes to watch it go in, asks me to turn on the light.
Baby, when I put you on all fours, that’s my favorite sight.
Those shorts look painted on, but no, that’s all natural.
[Outro: Luar La L & Dei V]
Hehe
Tre’ Letra’ (You knew)
La L3tra
La L (Tell me, Melou-D)
Tell me, Dei V
Hey
Tell him we’re the ones who dribble low.
Let him not try to take the ball from us, it’s impossible.
We’re the Supernaturals, Baby.
(Tell me, Big Papa)
And we always bring a new flavor (The owners).
They know I have the convoy, haha.
What happened, mami? Hey (Waiv)
The Supernaturals, baby.
Tell me, Custom.
Ocho, The Black Hand.
We have the last piece of the game.
They know.
