[Lyric] Niebla (Los Buenos Modales)

[Letra de "Niebla"]

[Verso 1: Seba Jones]
Smokin' on sour
My baby sweet like spoiled kids teeth (Yeah)
Cooking while I take a shower
Makin' somethin' to eat when there's nothing to eat (Yeah)
She got the power to make me weep when I never weep
We fuck for an hour and then go to sleep
Wake up in the morning but not from my dreams
'Cause she from my dreams
In it for me and not for the green
One day we will be rollin', rollin', rollin' on the big screen
Screaming "baby, we made it" (We made it)
All these motherfuckers be hatin', yeah (Be hatin')
I got good manners but I got bad patience
Stay up to the AM
Wanna sleep? Just say when
With me you ain't catchin' no Z's
Get you in the bed and I put you at ease
Just a skinny kid, but I know your trigger and I just might squeeze
Know I'm the type to please
I ain't a dog, but life's a b
[Estribillo: Seba Jones]
Tired of the obvious, I don't wanna be like that (Like that)
Even though they probably is, but I don't fuck with that (Oh, no)
Been through a lot of shit, you can put it on my back (My back)
Carry it around the world like my backpack
And when I get back, we'll get back on track

[Verso 2: Arquero]
Tengo el corazón clava'o una lanza, eh
Vendo mi arte a balanza
Dicen que tengo futuro
Duermo en su culo y con eso me alcanza, ah
Mirando las luce' del alba (Alba)
Sus ojo' me miran, me calman (Ah)
Bailar pegado', dormir peleado', si habré extrañado esa' vaina', ah (Eh-eh-eh)
Buscame dentro que no hay na', te lo ha' llevado to'
Y ella baila, ya no soy más el boss
Es el karma, no soy buen perdedor
Buscame dentro que no hay na', te lo ha' llevado to'
Y ella baila, ya no soy más el boss
Es el karma
Vaho, vaho, vaho, niebla
En sus pierna' la Tierra me tiembla, ah
Estoy esperando a que vuelva ser yo
A poder lidiar con la mierda
Te sigo aunque sé que me pierda
Te persigo y me gritan que vuelva
Ya sabes cómo me gusta a mí jugar
La pieza más jodi'a del jenga
[Refrán: Arquero]
Vaho, vaho, vaho, niebla
Vaho, niebla
Vaho, vaho, vaho, niebla
Vaho, niebla
Vaho, vaho, vaho, niebla
Vaho, niebla
Vaho, vaho, vaho, niebla

[Verso 3: Hache Souza]
Vaho, niebla, vago a ciega'
Ya no veo na', tamo' bien igual
Dando guerra, gramos, leguas, años encarando, nena
Mi cora en alto en el plato 'e la balanza
Señor Matanza, Mano Negra
Cállense que está bailando ella
Sin esfuerzo gano relax
Centro de toda la party, centro de toda la party
Mami, vení, nos encontramo' en el centro de toda la party
Benjamin Franklin is coming
Benjamin Franklin is coming
Oh, yeah-eh, vaho, niebla, y mari for me

[Estribillo: Seba Jones]
Tired of the obvious, I don't wanna be like that (Like that)
Even though they probably is, but I don't fuck with that (Oh, no)
Been through a lot of shit, you can put it on my back (My back)
Carry it around the world like my backpack
And when I get back, we'll get back on track