English Translation of PARADIXE - Feid

(Feat. El Americano 4KT, Pirlo)

Part I: PARADISE

You tell me

Yeah?

Answer

Answer me, I'm calling you

With the boys right here

You know

Smoking a Marlboro, bro, I don't vibe with anyone anymore

Now I'm iced out more because you left me all alone

I can't love you anymore

Now I'm in love with gold

But I want to be with you, mami, don't leave me alone

The bro was the one who gave me your location

Mami, I'm being honest with you

You know I'm locked in the studio with the trap artists

They're my codes and by my codes I die

There might be many, but I got with you first (Wow)

Thinking about where you are

And this floor full of cash

Why are you walking out on me again

Instead of being here with me?

What's wrong with her? I don't know

I only ever acted foolish over you

I don't know why you don't see me

When I'd follow you anywhere

Thinking of you in the Marriott suite

How you never came back for me

With me every scene was top-tier, with him everything is sad

With me it was a world of color that never fades

And you traded me for some loser who doesn't even know how to dress

I hate him, he's a little punk, total small-time

Not even his crew likes him, he's a puppy and that's obvious

Before it was him, I was your boyfriend

The difference between him and me is that I never stepped down from the podium for you

I don't live for what people say, it doesn't hurt anymore if they leave

I looked for you wanting to take you to France and Milan

But you play dumb because there's another guy

Knowing that he's kinda ugly and all, you still love me, because you're my fan

Baby, yeah me too, yeah I had you seeing paradise

I dedicated "El Doctorado" by Tony Dize to you

Right below your belly button the ice melts

If it's to go again, you don't have to ask twice

What's in it for me

If you leave me?

That ass makes me lose my mind

If I snatch her up

She lets it happen

I don't text her and she complains to me

Mami, don't hesitate and just pull up

A little hangout, queen, that's how it's done

With her I'm always on top of things

(Wow)

Thinking about where you are

And this floor full of cash

Why are you walking out on me again

Instead of being here with me?

What's wrong with her? I don't know

I only ever acted foolish over you

I don't know why you don't see me

When I'd follow you anywhere

Plo, po, po, po, po, mmm, how nice

Music to grind real nice to, baby

But this needs something more exotic, an exotic perreo

Let's change the tempo, haha, how delicious

Part II

Ah, bad girl

What do you say?

What's up?

Ask away

Baby

What's the plan?

You gotta pull up here

Ey

Ey

I like everything she wears

She wanders through my addictions

I mess up whenever I catch feelings (Eh)

She only hooks up with me (Eh, eh)

I tell her that there's no one like her

A little kiss for her to relax

I look away for a second and more than a guy is hitting on her

The grills are on for when I pull up on her

Baby, how long did I wait for you?

Twerking at the club and watching the sunrise (Eh, eh, eh)

I leave whatever could be in your hands (Eh, eh, eh)

Those eyes made me lose my mind

I play classics by Ñejo, Tego Calderón, Wisin and Yandel for you

But she's crazy about playing "Se Cree Mala" by Plan B

I'm gonna make that track worth it, she used to do ballet too

I didn't want to throw myself at her

But I gave in

Drop it down low, 'cause the night isn't over yet

I'm back in Medallo, in a penthouse in El Poblado

There I spotted El Ameri with all the loot

The party is ours, and whoever isn't here, it's 'cause they didn't earn it

So rock it

That bumper has no competition

I want to get all sweet, but she corrupts me

She says she misses me, but where?

That thing is so big those shorts can't hide it, can't conceal it

How good that is. Let's go, FERXXO, let's make it happen

Baby, how long did I wait for you?

Twerking at the club and watching the sunrise (Eh, eh, eh)

I leave whatever could be in your hands (Eh, eh)

Those eyes made me lose my mind

The vibe is too top-tier and I'm taking her to Lacoste

She fell in love with me

Or she felt the barrel of the Glock

I sent her my number

With my homie on the block

I feel like Yamal scoring a goal in the World Cup

We're making money, everybody's on their grind

This 11:11 flow so the gangs light up a Phillie

They know I got cash and I got a billi on my neck

If it's sports: Nike Jordan

And if it's designer: Amiri

I can't neglect her

I don't take my eyes off her

I gotta tear it up

That pussy is on my list

Tell her I'm coming for her

She better get undressed

My league left the streets behind to start being an artist

Guns at the ready

Record deals at the ready

Bro, I got the green light, wherever we go it's chaos

We're in a VIP section, you better stay out of the way

Let's make this house

Overflowing with women

For singing they send me packs

For singing they send me pussy pics

Baby, how long did I wait for you?

Twerking at the club and watching the sunrise (Eh, eh, eh)

I leave whatever could be in your hands (Eh, eh, eh)

Those eyes made me lose my mind