Eladio Carrión, J Balvin, Daddy Yankee, Bobby Shmurda – Tata Remix Lyrics

Eladio Carrion Tata Remix Lyrics

Eladio Carrión – Tata Remix Lyrics ft. J Balvin, Daddy Yankee, Bobby Shmurda

Eladio Carrión Tata Remix Lyrics, Tata Remix Lyrics by Eladio Carrión, Tata Remix Lyrics feat J Balvin Daddy Yankee Bobby Shmurda

[Letra de “Tata (Remix)” ft. Bobby Shmurda]

[Eladio Carrión]
Wuh (Wuh, wuh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Eladio Carrión]
Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’ (Ey)
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata (Tata)
La calle caliente como fogata (Wuh)
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan (Tratan)
Pew pa’ lo’ pie’, ello’ bailan bachata (Ah)
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata (Prr; wuh)
MP5 (Yah) te deja trinco
Cuando suena hace ra-ta-ta-ta (Eh; rrr)

[Eladio Carrión]
Dicen mi nombre, nunca mi cara; hablan, no tienen data (Wuh, wuh)
Estoy en LA con mi essay, why you so thirsty? You need some water (Wuh, wuh)
Con la cone de México, sí, el médico, tomando Henny Horchata
No me llamen pa’ bochinche’, revoluce’, que eso e’ de Satán (¡Ey, ey!)
Ra-ta-ta-ta, Eladio no empata, Eladio fuma como rasta (Rrr)
Vine de la mata, solo tigueraje, no coro con rata’
No te meta’ con el diablo, eso lo dijo Nata (¡Prr, prr!)
Vine de abajo, como la batata (¡Pah, pah!)
Quieren verme muerto, dale, ven y trata (¡Pla, pla; pla, pla!)
Hay do’ opcione’, nigga, plomo o plata (¡Plo, plo!), yeah

[Bobby Shmurda]
Smokin’ on zaza, whippin’ up yaya
Tell ’em “Free [Quavo and Rashad]
Plaka, tell ’em this bad man, tell ’em this [danda]
Tell ’em that I’m top shotter
Robber, me and my pilots
Me and my naggas, mi mami, my choppers (Grr)

[Bobby Shmurda & J Balvin]
Just came home off a lock-up (Grr)
“Grr” anything when I pop up (Like baow)
Blowin’ that nino, throw that thing up
Roll everything I see up (Baow)
Smokin’ on Easter, really don’t need her
After I fuck her, you can keep her
Baby, I’m steady in this breach up (Rra)
Baby, I rack them, niner (Uh)
And I got hitters in Humacao
And even in Medellín, uh (Oh, jeez)
Uh, bang-bang, bitch
You better never speak up (Hey, skrrt)
Bang-bang, bitch
I went to sleep with a eater, uh (Krr)
Bang (Bang) or gang, bitch
I got to sleep with the nina’ (Ah)
I go to sleep with these divas (Yeah, okay, yeah)
I done came up from the keesh, yeah (Uh-huh)

[J Balvin]
Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’ (Ey)
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata (Tata)
La calle caliente como fogata (Wuh)
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan (Tratan)
Pew pa’ lo’ pies, ello’ bailan bachata (Ah)
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata (Wuh; yeah, ey)

[J Balvin]
(J Balvin, man)
De hacer historia, de eso se trata
Tu movie e’ falsa y por ende, barata
Yo soy el mismo, solo que con má’ plata (¡Ching!)
Ustede’ son bueno’, pero el ego los mata (Ah), uh
Millo sin corbata
José siempre la tiene en alta
Andamo’ tranquilo’, Hakuna Matata
Comiéndome un J Balvin meal con patata’
‘Tá to’ bien, chillin’ con mi gata (Eh)
En el Ferrari rojo escarlata, uh
Prendío’ como fogata (Ah)
Más que tú está ganando mi azafata
Aquí no se pregunta cuánto se gasta (No)
No fumo mata, pero pura hoja como un rasta (Rasta)
Mi vida es una película (Ah), ya mismo me vuelvo cineasta
Esto no me basta, yo quiero más pasta
Fuchi, de lejito’ con las rata’ (Basta)
En París, no estoy hablando de Nata (Oui)
Esa mala cara los delata (Ah)
Lo mío es de oro, lo tuyo es de lata (Ey, ey)
Lo mío es real, lo tuyo es pirata (Wuh, wuh)
A eso va la candidata (¡Ah!)
Hoy quiero una española y una croata-ta-ta (J Balvin, man)

[Eladio Carrión & Daddy Yankee]
Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata
La calle caliente como fogata
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan (Wuh; dímelo, Eladio)
Pew pa’ lo’ pies, ello’ bailan bachata
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata (Soñando en grande, ¿oíste?; prr)
MP5 te deja trinco
Cuando suena hace ra-ta-ta-ta (Acábala)

[Daddy Yankee]
The GOAT, ¿ah?
Once again a romper lleca
Al uno, venga, le costeo la beca
Nacío’ y cria’o donde tú no entra’
No hay alarma, pero sí .40
¿Quién tú ere’? Fuck lo que proyecta’
Shooters ready, lo’ mantengo alerta
Villa Kennedy, sigo en La Meca
Ser el lider siempre fue la meta
Yo no hice maleta’ cuando me pegué
To’ lo contrario, puse al día al barrio
To’a la gente que a mí me vio crecer
Están al tanto, saben ‘e lo que hablo
Mi otra casa la aventé y la compré
No me cabían los premio’ y lo’ cuadro’
Solo Dios sabe por lo que pasé
No me interesa lo que te contaron (¡Wuh!)
¡De un millón pa’l billón! To’ lo que tengo e’ legítimo
Ante’ quería ser bichote, ahora bajo pa’ casa y to’ quieren ser como yo
Disparo’ no paro, se va pa’l piso
Cuando los palo’ lo’ halo’, le meto preciso
Tiro un rafagazo en el mic y lo paralizo
¿Qué carajo están hablando to’ esto’ huelebicho?, oh
Tengo el cuello bien low zero (Zero, zero; ey, ey)
Hasta en verano paso frío (Frío), ey (Frío)
En la muñeca hay un resort (Dime “Lleras”, ey); ching
Y lo’ baguette’ no están incluido’

[Bobby Shmurda, J Balvin & Daddy Yankee]
El Jefe
Bachata
DY
Baby, I’m bad man
J Balvin, man
Baby, I’m hahas, [?] tata
Baby, I’m bad man
Baby, I’m bad man
Eladio Carrión
Blam-blam
Ayy, ayy
Killin’ on them, them
Ayy, ayy
Bam, [?] bad man
Ayy, ayy, one
Killin’ [?]
Leggo (Krr)

Written by; Eladio Carrión, J Balvin, Daddy Yankee, Bobby Shmurda

Eladio Carrión Tata Remix Lyrics English Translation

[Eladio Carrión]
Wuh (Wuh, wuh)
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Eladio Carrión]
Off-White the ‘flip-flop’, Gucci the ‘robe’ (Hey)
Friend ‘delinquent’, not like Tata (Tata)
The street hot as a bonfire (Wuh)
That one tried, but when they try (They try)
Pew pa ‘lo’ pie ‘, they’ dance bachata (Ah)
Always on note, Hakuna Matata (Prr; wuh)
MP5 (Yah) let you trinco
When it rings, it goes ra-ta-ta-ta (Eh; rrr)

[Eladio Carrión]
They say my name, never my face; They speak, they have no data (Wuh, wuh)
I’m in LA with my essay, why you so thirsty? You need some water (Wuh, wuh)
With the cone from Mexico, yes, the doctor, taking Henny Horchata
Do not call me pa ‘bochinche’, revoluce ‘, that is from Satan (Hey, hey!)
Ra-ta-ta-ta, Eladio does not tie, Eladio smokes like a rasta (Rrr)
I came from the bush, only tigueraje, no chorus with rat ‘
Don’t mess with the devil, that’s what Nata said (Prr, prr!)
I came from the bottom, like the sweet potato (Pah, pah!)
They want to see me dead, give it, come and try (Pla, pla; pla, pla!)
There are two options, nigga, lead or silver (Plo, plo!), Yeah

[Bobby Shmurda]
Smokin ‘on zaza, whippin’ up yaya
Tell ’em “Free [Quavo and Rashad]
Plaka, tell ’em this bad man, tell’ em this [danda]
Tell ’em that I’m top shotter
Robber, me and my pilots
Me and my naggas, mi mami, my choppers (Grr)

[Bobby Shmurda & J Balvin]
Just came home off a lock-up (Grr)
“Grr” anything when I pop up (Like baow)
Blowin ‘that nino, throw that thing up
Roll everything I see up (Baow)
Smokin ‘on Easter, really don’t need her
After I fuck her, you can keep her
Baby, I’m steady in this breach up (Rra)
Baby, I rack them, niner (Uh)
And I got hitters in Humacao
And even in Medellín, uh (Oh, jeez)
Uh, bang-bang, bitch
You better never speak up (Hey, skrrt)
Bang-bang, bitch
I went to sleep with a eater, uh (Krr)
Bang (Bang) or gang, bitch
I got to sleep with the nina ‘(Ah)
I go to sleep with these divas (Yeah, okay, yeah)
I done came up from the keesh, yeah (Uh-huh)

[J Balvin]
Off-White the ‘flip-flop’, Gucci the ‘robe’ (Hey)
Friend ‘delinquent’, not like Tata (Tata)
The street hot as a bonfire (Wuh)
That one tried, but when they try (They try)
Pew pa ‘lo’ feet, they ‘dance bachata (Ah)
Always on note, Hakuna Matata (Wuh; yeah, hey)

[J Balvin]
(J Balvin, man)
To make history, that’s what it’s about
Your movie is false and therefore cheap
I am the same, only with more money (Ching!)
You ‘are good’, but the ego kills you (Ah), uh
Millo without a tie
José always has it high
Let’s go ‘easy’, Hakuna Matata
Eating a J Balvin meal with potato ‘
‘Tá to’ bien, chillin ‘with my cat (Eh)
In the scarlet red Ferrari, uh
I lit ‘like a campfire (Ah)
My stewardess is winning more than you
Here they do not ask how much is spent (No)
I don’t smoke kills, but pure leaf like a rasta (Rasta)
My life is a movie (Ah), I’m becoming a filmmaker right now
This is not enough for me, I want more pasta
Fuchi, by far ‘with the rats’ (Enough)
In Paris, I’m not talking about Nata (Oui)
That bad face gives them away (Ah)
Mine is gold, yours is tin (Hey, hey)
Mine is real, yours is pirate (wuh, wuh)
That’s what the candidate goes to (Ah!)
Today I want a Spanish and a Croatian-ta-ta (J Balvin, man)

[Eladio Carrión & Daddy Yankee]
Off-White the ‘flip-flop’, Gucci the ‘robe’
Friend ‘delinquent’, not like Tata
The street hot as a bonfire
That one tried, but when they try (Wuh; tell me, Eladio)
Pew pa ‘lo’ feet, they ‘dance bachata
Always on note, Hakuna Matata (Dreaming big, did you hear ?; prr)
MP5 lets you troll
When it rings, it goes ra-ta-ta-ta (Finish it)

[Daddy Yankee]
The GOAT, huh?
Once again to break up
To the one, come on, I’ll cost you the scholarship
I was born ‘and raised where you do not enter’
No alarm, but yes .40
Who are you’? Fuck what you project ‘
Shooters ready, I keep him alert
Villa Kennedy, I’m still in Mecca
Being the leader was always the goal
I didn’t pack a suitcase ‘when I hit myself
To the contrary, I updated the neighborhood
All the people who saw me grow up
They are aware, they know what I speak
I pitched my other house and bought it
I did not fit the awards’ and the ‘painting’
God only knows what I went through
I’m not interested in what they told you (Wuh!)
From a million to a billion! Everything I have is legitimate
Before ‘I wanted to be a bichote, now I go home and they want to be like me
I shoot ‘I don’t stop, it goes to the floor
When I hit ‘it’ I ‘halo’ it, I put it precise
I throw a blast at the mic and paralyze it
What the hell are they talking to ‘this’ huelebicho ?, oh
My neck is very low zero (Zero, zero; hey, hey)
Even in summer I’m cold (Cold), hey (Cold)
In the doll there is a resort (Tell me “Lleras”, hey); ching
And the ‘baguette’ are not included ‘

[Bobby Shmurda, J Balvin & Daddy Yankee]
The boss
Bachata
DY
Baby, I’m bad man
J Balvin, man
Baby, I’m hahas, [?] Tata
Baby, I’m bad man
Baby, I’m bad man
Eladio Carrion
Blam-blam
Ayy, ayy
Killin ‘on them, them
Ayy, ayy
Bam, [?] Bad man
Ayy, ayy, one
Killin ‘[?]
Leggo (Krr)