Caprese English Translation Lyrics by Choclock
All I ask for is to go out and spend (Ye-yeah)
Burning cash, even if the racks aren’t overflowing
All I ask for is to go out and spend
It feels cool, so good
So good, so good
Yeah
A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
I leave the barber so fresh, I might catch a cold
Ey, I fatten my account with a .wav
And if I don’t earn today, I’m not going to bed
Hm-mm, and all my Nikes are new
Hm-mm, God sent me good fortune
Hm-mm, baby, let’s go wherever
Poison in the cup, I can already feel how it lifts me
Hm-mm
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want anymore)
Ey, hm-mm
(A little treat once a week, I don’t wa—)
Yeah, yeah
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want anymore)
Hm-mm
(A little treat, a little treat)
Ah-ah-ah
The dealer sent me the menu through Telegram, one day is one day
Three months on tour, as soon as I’m back on the island, you’ll be mine
I’ve been sunbathing, no alcohol, my skin glows
She told me if I see others, not to tell her
Hm, girl, I only want you
Hm, if I sing it, it’s because I live it
Hm-mm, my finger’s frozen like a popsicle
Come with me, we’ll live spoiling ourselves with treats
Uh, and all the Tabi Margielas
Uh-uh, God sent me the good fortune
Uh-uh, the saint with the candles
Let our children come and their names be in my will
Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want anymore)
Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t wa—)
Uh-uh
(A little treat once a week, I don’t want anymore)
Uh-uh, mm-mm-mm
Why are you wearing a girl’s purse?
It’s a Louis Vuitton backpack and it’s unisex
Question, does the devil wear Prada?
Yeah
A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
Come home, I’ve got bottles ready to pop
You’re not from Venezuela, but we do it a capella
And without studying, baby, you’re going to try me
A little treat once a week, I don’t ask for more
It’s summer, we’re alive, I think it’s something to celebrate
I bet this fly vibe puts you in your zone and cool
Outside the world is burning, and you’re at home teaching me how to DJ
Morning baby, it’s past eight
And I know you’re late for an appointment
I never ask for anything, I’m not demanding
But before you go, do me this little favor
Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly
Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butter—
P-p-pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly
Pump that ass, move them thighs
Let me see you butterfly