Mirá de gitano English Translation Lyrics by Ayax y Prok
I’ve got a gypsy gaze (That kills)
And a badass flow (My mulatta)
I come with the rum kids (Pirates)
Ay, you already know, Ayax, talk to me
Hot rum on the boardwalk in a carton
You’re a cardboard gangster
Cartoon villain, license to kill, James Bond
I don’t have much time, how about you, sweetheart?
Full of liquor and rhythm, big-lipped
The sweet talk’s over, now comes the break-in
Touch the button, press it, and ding-dong
I don’t believe you anymore, rascal
Mom, who’s calling? Six in the morning
Someone’s throwing pebbles at the window
Wild, telling me to chill and relax
Put on the bandage, listening to the voltage
Laid back, painted birds in the air
Kids with guns, drugs everywhere
Oh Lord, you’ll never be one of mine
You’ll never be one of mine
I’ve got a gypsy gaze (That kills)
And a badass flow (My mulatta)
I come with the rum kids (Pirates)
Ay, you know who’s here
And she dances and shakes it
Moves alone so everyone sees her
It’s something she won’t control (Brunette)
It’s in her blood, in her veins
The kids have swagger
They’ve got swagger, they’ve got swagger
And they don’t walk sideways
And they don’t walk sideways, sideways
If I told you (If I told you)
What I do (What I do)
When I write it (When I write it)
When I sing to you, my love
If I told you
What I do
When I write it
When I sing to you, my love (On fire)
I’ve got a gypsy gaze (That kills)
And a badass flow (My mulatta)
I come with the rum kids (Pirates)
Ay, you know, Prok, tell me
Baby, life taught me what it taught me
Because tonight you’re already mine, as sure as I’m me
Let it spin, and I’ll enjoy it, better dance to the rhythm
I knock you down on the avenue, and the crowd cheers
Ah, you think you’re tough because you bark when you talk
I’ve seen a lot like you, and they’ve all lost the bus
The lover arrived like the Messenger
In the twins’ album honoring Tego
While serving aged rum, later we’ll put on Ñejo
Dancing in the mirror, hand on the tile
She looks at me sideways through the reflection
I feel like I’m falling into her eyes, I handle her curves
Swagger
Look at how she walks, how she spins me in the corner
Skiing and skating, Latin music, overflowing
This casserole flow, like grandma’s stew, solidly planted (Muah)
I’ve got a gypsy gaze (That kills)
And a badass flow (My mulatta)
I come with the rum kids (Pirates)
Ay, you know, Ayax, tell me
I’ve got a gypsy gaze (That kills)
And a badass flow (My mulatta)
I come with the rum kids (Pirates)
Ay, you know, Prok, tell me