TÍTERES English Translation Lyrics by Myke Towers
You’re putting pressure on all the streetwise guys
They’re jumping crews, dropping zippers on the fly
Yeah, baby, those panties don’t even fit you right
That tender body gets wet just seeing my sight
You’re putting pressure on all the streetwise guys
They’re jumping crews, dropping zippers on the fly
Yeah, baby, those panties don’t even fit you right
That tender body gets wet just seeing my sight
Her thong shows through the denim she’s wearing
I’m already in the hall of fame, no comparing
Climbing step by step, setting every beat ablaze
Everyone wanted a chance; I’m the one who got her to play
She’s never been a mule, though her friends might be
She’s fiery but pretends; I saw her bare, and she excited me
She’s got her own, but I offered anyway
Three rounds later, I vanished like David Copperfield’s sway
She likes it when the magazines mark the t-shirt seams
She’ll ignore you ‘cause you’re broke, chasing pipe dreams
What she’s after is me locking in with her as a team
Those who love the gangster vibe always stay loyal, it seems
You’re putting pressure on all the streetwise guys
They’re jumping crews, dropping zippers on the fly
Yeah, baby, those panties don’t even fit you right
That tender body gets wet just seeing my sight
She tells me she’s serious but never leaves Aqua
I’m gonna give it to you like it’s Easter, like a mantra
Call out names so I can light up the AK, pronto
I name my lost ones; they don’t drag me under though
That big body needs a boost to tear it apart
Caught up in a crazy vibe, she hides it as I start
She gets soaked, pulling me by my dreadlocks tight
I’ll fulfill your fantasies, no notebook love tonight
I never planned for this; I wanted to be a thug
If you cross me, shots from the 23 will shrug
Yeah, I’ll flaunt it; don’t care where you’re from
And I’ll end you without caring who you’re with or from
They’re teaming up to compete but can’t hit even with assists
The Devils from Llorens roll a Phillie, blast and persist
Wherever I catch you and your boss, slaps will resist
If you mix the streets in, you’ll lose, don’t insist
You’re putting pressure on all the streetwise guys
They’re jumping crews, dropping zippers on the fly
Yeah, baby, those panties don’t even fit you right
That tender body gets wet just seeing my sight
She gets wet just seeing my sight
And the flirt’s looking like she wants it tonight
I don’t drive the Sequoia unless it’s TRD certified
They left Venezuela, already crossed into RD’s tide
They say the drug trade is scientifically precise
I don’t drop coordinates, no specific advice
I know their moves like I’m psychic, no surprise
They’re targeting capos, athletes, and politicians alike
You’re putting pressure on all the streetwise guys
They’re jumping crews, dropping zippers on the fly
Yeah, baby, those panties don’t even fit you right
That tender body gets wet just seeing my sight