Christian Nodal Girasol English Translation song by Genius English Translations from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, English Translation music. The Record company is unknown. Released on June 4, 2022.
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Christian Nodal Girasol English Translation Meaning
| [[Intro] I want you to cry I’m gonna make you cry I’m gonna make you wa-wa-wa Wa-wa-wa, cry [Verse 1] Today I woke up joker and you have to put up with me I don’t want to joke with you, I want to joke about you You’re a joke, motherfucker, every time you try to sing Every time you try to rap, every time you try to rhyme Poor clown, who uses everyone to connect with people You say “Latino Gang”, but you step on all your people To give messages, millet, you have to be coherent If you’re not an artist, at least be prudent Fuck, it tastes like shit to me, I got a Balvin in my teeth For lack of empathy it’s your turn to be resilient Are you aware of the followers you move? Dude, open your eyes and see the power that you have Another bad joke are the names of your albums José, Vibras, Colores, with the devil’s energy If you talked bad about the family, why do you mix the business? Partner, life is going bad for you because you are pretentious Fifty million saw you make fun of me Switching places, would you like that? We all look beautiful on magazine covers And in the pictures we choose to upload on Insta You took press photos of me Where I look worse, where I’m ashamed Then you asked, dumbass, the differences between you and me Asshole, I’m not that shit You want me to be recognized for my worst mistake, man But for busting your ass they’re going to know about Nodal Who gave you the right to make fun of other people’s pain? Surely your sack must not be too full Remember the Johnny Depp case? Well, well If the unmentionable makes me a case, they’ll see again Don’t tell me there’s no malice in your black intent If you do any shit to get a hit You got a documentary talking about mental health Fucking hypocrite shit, that’s what you can’t talk about The shit you do you should meditate Look how I’m healing and I don’t have to post it Every time I get close to God or have acts of kindness What you need are some real friends That don’t suck your dick when you’re doing wrong Music videos are also for expressing But you express pure shit, you disgust me We are in the 21st century and you enslave To women like bitches, other people’s sorrow is what you give You always play with fire and you never wanna get burned You’re 37 years old and you still can’t mature Respect is something that money can’t buy Do you realize that being rich doesn’t matter in the end? If your goals to accomplish are only material Look at Maná, and look at Omar, they’re global too And their motivation is in humanity They go around spreading love, they get it back Because the lyrics they sing always connect That’s called being an artist, dog That’s called being an artist, dog A good cowboy ain’t afraid of nothing Come down to your land and see if that’s how you get your eggs Cause if you go to mine you’d already be in the cemetery I don’t want your friends to be throwing me away later on Make up your mind if you’re a reggaetonero or not Defend your art, don’t be a liar anymore , [Bridge] I do this for fun Because I love it and it’s my passion Dog, remember I’m already rich It’s not for business and ambition [Verse 2] I’m gonna spit in your face, mijo, sit down and learn “Bottle After Bottle” was a hit Above The Weeknd with Ariana Grande, you know what I mean? You don’t need promotion if you feel the music There’s people making art from January to December You fighting with the Grammy’s ’cause you don’t deserve them You see you’re a joke and you still don’t get it? You need to pay attention to the one who loves you, not the one who sells You turn on when someone comes and your plane lands As I record this piece, my skin is crawling You’ll never feel it, your voice just makes me laugh And like I said before, I’m getting on the plane But only God decides if I’m gonna fly or not I had a full stadium in your country, in your city Medallo, motherfucker, I never made it to them Does that make you laugh? I hope it doesn’t happen to you Because as Ariel said, “Karma comes and goes” Everyone tries to repress my personality I like my tattoos, I like my flow If being dumb is being happy, well, of course I’m happy My music is yours, but not my life I appreciate the advice, but who asked for it? You’d better follow them, I have my retirement And if I dedicate myself to this, it’s only because of your love Here I go at my own pace, calm, no pressure I sing up to four hours in concert just for passion But back to the main theme José, you throw the stone and hide behind the anxiety And even though in this society you are very cool Hold on, dude, not everybody wants to be you If I decided to paint my hair it’s because I wanted If you want a reference, it would be Chester Bennington I’m a sunflower because I heal with music When I listen to your music, it makes me want to go to the bathroom Reggaeton music is necessary in this life It also makes me shake my ass and brings me joy But not the crap that you release, bad vibes Arcángel, Yankee, Tego, Don are tasty examples Now to end the subject and put an end to you If you didn’t learn with Resi, I hope you did with me I hope it’s the last time someone will break your ass For now this cowboy hit you with the pointy end of his boot Compa, smoke some weed So that it makes you happy and you don’t shit stick anymore, crazy, huh , [Outro] Haha, good morning, good morning, Josecito Good morning, good morning, Josecito You ran into a norteño, stupid It’s not a nightmare, the cowboy has killed you] |
