Vico-C — Babilla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Babilla" by Vico-C.
Lyrics
Hay quienes creen que tienen babilla
Porque se atreven a matar a quienes quieren matarlos a ellos
Pero eso no es valentía, eso es miedo
Hay quienes creen que tienen babilla
Porque le dicen lo que sea a cualquiera que los moleste
Pero, ¿saben qué? Eso no es valentía, eso es orgullo
Babilloso es el que aguanta presión
Y se va por encima de su propia rabia para evitar tragedia
Babilloso es el que no se vende, valiente, es el que perdona
Babilloso soy yo
Y esto no es pa' crear rencilla
Ni pa' quitarle a nadie su silla
Son palabras que fluyen de mi bombilla
Y te las suelto, pues me sobra la babilla
Oye chupa sangre, le diste pa’bajo a mi paciencia
Y ahora estoy roncón con un saco de experiencia
Tengo la licencia
Pa' tirarle al medio a los buscones que por plata tienen to' esto en decadencia
Saca la libreta y haz tus memos
Que te vo’a hacer un listao' de las cosas que sabemos
Parece ser que no entendemos
Y lo que pasa es que con tanta cibernética nos envolvemos
Como Xbox, tiene un juego que eso es increíble
Con pornografía y dicen que es de lucha libre
Tienen juegos donde tú haces lo que quieras
Donde ganas puntos dándole pa’bajo a ramera
Mera, de todo lo que sacan yo estoy claro
Tengo cinco nenes y ustedes me están saliendo caros
Y no lo digo por el gasto
Lo digo porque están haciendo que en las casas con el Diablo se hagan pacto
Y que con Dios pierdan contacto
Bajamos coquita y coge la acera
Llego el nene que todos esperaban que saliera
Pela pela lo que hay es candela
Muela muela le duela a quien le duela
Babilloso soy yo
Y esto no es pa' crear rencilla
Ni pa' quitarle a nadie su silla
Son palabras que fluyen de mi bombilla
Y te las suelto, pues me sobra la babilla
Y esto no es tin marín de do tinguilillo
Tengo bien claro a quien le voy a dar cepillo
Tengo bien claro a quien le voy a dar martillo
A Donald Trump y a to' su corillo
Papillo, ¿qué hay de malo en uno ser sencillo?
¿Qué hay de malo en ser un pobrecito de monacillo?
Y aunque tenga beneficios ser riquitillo
Por lo que tengo, no, por lo que soy es que yo brillo
Sé quiénes son los que no hablan la clara
He tocado fondo y desde ahí se ven las caras
Sé quiénes venden la música mía
Y creen que no les voy a cobrar mi regalía
Arpía, ya este gallo no se fía
Y que bregue tu conciencia con mi psicología
Me cucaste la sin hueso
Y ahora vo’a tener que hacerte sentir cuál es mi verdadero peso
Treintaiseis de cuerpo y cien de seso
Bajamos coquita coge la orilla
Llegó el nene que a la larga a todos los pilla
Chilla, chilla, aquí está tu laílla
Toma pa’que comas canto’e pancotilla
Babilloso soy yo
Y esto no es pa' crear rencilla
Ni pa' quitarle a nadie su silla
Son palabras que fluyen de mi bombilla
Y te las suelto, pues me sobra la babilla
Lyrics translation
There are those who believe that they have babilla
Because they dare to kill those who want to kill them
But that's not courage, that's fear
There are those who believe that they have babilla
Because they say anything to anyone who bothers them
But you know what? That's not bravery, that's pride
Babbling is the one withstood the pressure
And he goes above his own rage to avoid tragedy
Babbling is he who is not sold, Brave, is he who forgives
I'm babbling
And this is not to create a quarrel
Not to take anyone's chair away from them.
These are words that flow from my light bulb
And I'll let them go, for I have plenty of babble
Hey, bloodsucker, you gave my patience a break.
And now I'm snore with a sack of experience
I have the license
Pa 'throw in the middle to the searches that for silver have to' this in decay
Take out the notebook and make your memos
I'll make you a list of the things we know
It seems that we do not understand
And what happens is that with so much cybernetics we get involved
Like Xbox, it has a game that that's amazing
With pornography and they say it's wrestling
They have games where you do what you want
Where you earn points by giving a hooker a break
Mere, from everything they get I'm clear
I have five babies and you guys are getting expensive.
And I'm not saying it for the expense
I'm saying this because they're making a pact in the houses with The Devil
And may they lose contact with God
We go down coquita and take the sidewalk
Here Comes the baby that everyone expected me to come out
Pela pela what there is is candela
Molela molela hurts the one who hurts
I'm babbling
And this is not to create a quarrel
Not to take anyone's chair away from them.
These are words that flow from my light bulb
And I'll let them go, for I have plenty of babble
And this is not tin marín de do tinguilillo
I'm pretty clear who I'm going to give a brush to.
I'm pretty clear who I'm going to hammer
To Donald Trump and to ' his corillo
Papillo, what's wrong with being simple?
What's wrong with being a poor little monk?
And even if it has benefits to be rich
From what I have, no, from what I am is that I shine
I know who are the ones who don't speak the clara
I've hit bottom and from there you can see the faces
I know who sells my music.
And they think I won't charge them my royalty
Harpy, this cock doesn't trust anymore
And let your conscience break with my psychology
I ate the Boneless one.
And now I'll have to make you feel what my real weight is
Thirty-six of body and one hundred of six
We go down coquita takes the shore
The baby arrived who eventually caught all the
Scream, Scream, here's your Lailla
Take ' cause you eat Canto'e pancotilla
I'm babbling
And this is not to create a quarrel
Not to take anyone's chair away from them.
These are words that flow from my light bulb
And I'll let them go, for I have plenty of babble