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Ella baila sola Eslabon Armado & Peso Pluma Lyrics

 Eslabon Armado & Peso Pluma Lyrics

"Ella Baila Sola"

¡Oh shit!

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra?
La que anda bailando sola me gusta pa' mi
Ella, ella sabe que está buena
Que todos andan mirándola como baila
Me acerco y le tiro todo un verbo
Tomamos tragos sin peros, solo tentación
Le dije: "Voy a conquistar tu familia, que en unos días vas a ser mía"
Me dijo que estoy muy loco pero le gusta
Que ningún vato como yo actúa

Y ahí te va, mija
Y pura doble P, viejo
Así nomas, compa Pedro
Puro Eslabon Armado
Pa' las plebitas
¡Cha-chau!

No soy un vato que tiene varo
Pero hablando del corazón te cumplo todo
Me agarró pegadito de su mano
Mi compa ni se la creyó, que al pasar fui yo
Su cuerpo juro por Dios que era tan perfecto
Su cinturita como modelo
Sus ojos desde el principio me enamoraron
A ella le gusta y a mi me gusta

[English translation]

"She dances Alone"

 Oh shit!

 Compa, what do you think of that girl?
 I like the one who is dancing alone for me
 She, she knows that she's hot
 That everyone is looking at her as she dances
 I approach and I throw a whole verb
 We take drinks without buts, only temptation
 I told him: "I am going to conquer your family, that in a few days you will be mine"
 She told me that I am very crazy but she likes it
 That no vato like me acts

 And there you go, mija
 And pure double P, man
 Just like that, compa Pedro
 Pure Armed Link
 For the plebitas
 Cha-chao!

 I'm not a vato who has a varus
 But speaking of the heart I fulfill everything
 He grabbed me tight by his hand
 My compa didn't even believe it, it was me when I passed by
 Her body I swear to God it was so perfect
 Her waist as a model
 Her eyes from the beginning made me fall in love
 She likes it and I like it

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