Grecia English Translation Lyrics by Jhayco
Baby, you’re as expensive as my Patek, my Patek, my Patek, yeah (Yeah)
I cover your neck with baguettes (With baguettes), with baguettes (Mm, brum)
All the sports cars in the valet
With the Louis collection, and it’s not Pharrell’s
The real deal, and it’s not Darell
You’re not made, but I want to make you, yeah, baby
You’re as expensive as my Patek (Patek), Patek, yeah (Yeah)
I cover your neck with baguettes (With baguettes), with baguettes (Brum, brum)
All the sports cars in the valet
With the Louis collection, and it’s not Pharrell’s (Pharrell)
The real deal, and it’s not Darell
You’re not made, but I want to make you
Wow
Yeah
You following me? (You following me?)
Baby, I’ll take you to 150, ha, millionaire
All the money in the poster, baby, like Hagrid
I don’t keep any receipts, that’s not necessary
I’ll retire your guy like Daddy (Like Daddy)
To the church, I’ll break that ass
And then I’ll have amnesia
That little thing is white like Greece (Like Greece)
You’re like the Bentley that doesn’t depreciate
And I’ll take care of the ticket, yeah, take seven
So you can tighten it
Let it tighten like an ankle bracelet (Like an ankle bracelet)
Open there, and with the piece
I’m sipping gold, that’s why I’m blessed
Baby, you’re expensive, that’s why you’re a mess
Sometimes I’m a bit crazy, but I’m loved (I’m loved)
Lito and Polaco, because this world is cold
But it’s all cool (But it’s all cool)
I always show up in red like Deadpool
If you were a car, you’d have a huge trunk
And if you were a piece, baby, you’d be fully loaded
But it’s all cool (But it’s all cool)
I always show up in red like Deadpool
If you were a car, you’d have a huge trunk
I’ll take you to Istanbul and then I’ll say
Baby, you’re as expensive as my Patek, my Patek, yeah (Yeah)
I cover your neck with baguettes (With baguettes), with baguettes (Mm, brum)
All the sports cars in the valet
With the Louis collection, and it’s not Pharrell’s
The real deal, and it’s not Darell
You’re not made, but I want to make you, yeah, baby
You’re as expensive as my Patek (Patek), my Patek, yeah (Yeah)
I cover your neck with baguettes (With baguettes), with baguettes (Brum, brum)
All the sports cars in the valet
With the Louis collection, and it’s not Pharrell’s
The real deal, and it’s not Darell
You’re not made, but I want to make you
They’re like one-twenty
Those who know watches, understand
Diamond factory, ask your people
Though sometimes I wear a Casio like Chente
Yeah, it’s screwed (It’s screwed), yeah, it ran, it ran (Yeah)
Of that booty, CEO (CEO)
Hey, with me, it never got cold
Baby, tell them the boy hacked it for you
‘Cause it got screwed, it got screwed, it ran, it ran
With me, it never got cold
I put the Le Clique chain on you, and your neck got cold
Tell them the boy hacked it for you
Baby, you’re as expensive as my Patek (Patek), my Patek, yeah (Hey)
I cover your neck with baguettes, with baguettes
All the sports cars in the valet
With the Louis collection, and it’s not Pharrell’s
The real deal, and it’s not Darell
You’re not made, but I want to make you