Flores Pa Ti English Translation Lyrics by Becky G
Uh-uh
Number one, Papatinho
Hey, you might play with others
But don’t mess with me, no
In case you didn’t notice, daddy, I’m like Al Pacino
Talks and sounds like “rat-a-tat”
Ain’t saying shit, what are you talking about?
He lies to me, then cries to me, blah, blah, ha, ha
You like roses, you like daisies, lilies
Maybe tulips ’cause you’re acting silly (So silly, prr)
If you’re gonna send me more flowers, they’re for you (They’re for you)
They’re for you ’cause you’re dead to me (To me)
Thought I’d be crying over you? (No, daddy)
Flowers for you ’cause you’re dead to me (Mmm, yeah, yeah)
That tramp in your bed
Sexy babe with your clique, sitting all sly (Uh)
You’re a hot Brazilian
They say it’s tough, naughty, wicked, ah
They ask me, “Who are you?”
Every bar I enter, they wanna devour me
All your friends dream of having me
They jerk off just by seeing me (And what?)
There’s no point in coming after (Forget it)
Only those who (Deserve) walk with me
Were lucky to have me in their life
Didn’t you realize I’m above?
Bossy bitch, goddamn
My name is Luísa (She’s so Brazilian)
Bossy bitch, goddamn
The one in charge is the girl
If you’re gonna send me more flowers, they’re for you (They’re for you)
They’re for you ’cause you’re dead to me (To me)
Thought I’d be crying over you? (No, daddy, mhm)
Flowers for you ’cause you’re dead to me (Mmm, yeah, yeah)
Mmm
Hahaha
Ha-ha
Oh-oh
Number one, Papatinho