Dillom – POST MORTEM

Dillom POST MORTEM

Dillom – POST MORTEM Lyrics

Artist: Dillom
Song: POST MORTEM

¡Mamá!
¡Ayuda, ayuda!
¡Auxilio!
La-la

No, tiene fiebre [Hola
Hay que llevarlo a un hospital [Me perdí, ah
Wiuh, wiuh, wiuh
¡Ayuda! [Ayuda, por favor

Ey, Evar, tengo miedo, güey
Mis amigos están muertos, sin querer los maté
No sabía que era tu novia, sin querer la empapé
Puta, vamo’ a un hotel [Ey], no me falta el papel

b#tch, I’m chasin’ the cake, ‘toy buscando el pastel
Mis amigos están muertos, sin querer los maté
No sabía que era tu novia, sin querer la empapé
Puta, vamo’ a un hotel, no me falta el papel

b#tch, I’m chasin’ the cakе, ‘toy buscando el pastel
Puta, yo no soy Mefisto, pеro tengo una Magnum
Y mi familia preocupada por si me tomo un Valium
Yo no hablo de mi vida, esa mierda es muy triste

Y ahora que tengo plata, son más gracioso’ mis chiste [Jajaja
Tomé seis Ritalin, ¿qué hiciste, chinchulín?
Ah-na-na-na-na-na, lean, actúan más que Darín
Casi me suicido, no es suicide doors

Ella toma keta, piensa que es un horse
Algunos se comen la movie de acción
Yo le como el culo y tú en su habitación
Yo tengo el gas, como Auschwitz [Auschwitz

Le hago un ingeniero, like Maschwitz [Maschwitz
Tu puta sentada en mi sausage [Ay
Le doy por atrás, grita “auchís” [Auchís
Tocamo’ si pinta alto bondi [Wah

Matando rapero’, Ted Bundy [Pow, pow, pow
Ese e’ más boludo que un zombie [Ehh
Fumando más mierda que Smoky, mmm
La conocí en un karaoke, mmm

Dice que la tengo bien loqui, mmm
Fumándome un combi en la combi
Los hongo’ lo’ escondí en la—, ah, no, no, no lo puedo decir
Tomando jarabe de a shots

Manito, esta mierda ‘tá hots
Mis amigos están muertos, sin querer los maté
No sabía que era tu novia, sin querer la empapé
Puta, vamo’ a un hotel, no me falta el papel

b#tch, I’m chasin’ the cake, ‘toy buscando el pastel
Mis amigos están muertos, sin querer los maté
No sabía que era tu novia, sin querer la empapé [Ey
Puta, vamo’ a un hotel, no me falta el papel

b#tch, I’m chasin’ the cake, ‘toy buscando el pastel
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POST MORTEM Lyrics – English Translation

Mother!
Help help!
Help!
LA-LA

No, has a fever [hello
You have to take it to a hospital [I lost, ah
Wiuh, Wiuh, Wiuh
Help! [Please help

Ey, Evar, I’m afraid, Güey
My friends are dead, without wanting to kill them
I did not know that she was your girlfriend, without wanting her soaking
wh#re, vamus’ to a hotel [ey], I do not lack paper

b#tch, I’m Chasin ‘The Cake,’ Toy looking for the cake
My friends are dead, without wanting to kill them
I did not know it was your girlfriend, without wanting to soak her
b#tch, vamo ‘to a hotel, I do not lack the paper

b#tch, I’m Chasin ‘The Cake,’ Toy looking for the cake
wh#re, I’m not mefisto, I have a magnum
And my family worried about if I take a valium
I do not speak of my life, that sh#t is very sad

And now that I have money, they are more funny ‘my joke [hahaha
I took six Ritalin, what did you do, Chinchulín?
Ah-na-na-na-na-na, Lean, act more than Darín
I almost suicide, it’s not suicide doors

She takes Keta, she thinks she is a horse
Some are eaten the movie of action
I like the #ss and you in your room
I have gas, like Auschwitz [Auschwitz

I do an engineer, like Maschwitz [Maschwitz
Your wh#re sitting on my sausage [ay
I give it out, shout “Auchís” [Auchís
Touch ‘if you paint high bondi [wah

Moving rapper ‘, Ted Bundy [Pow, Pow, Pow
That e ‘more boludo than a zombie [ehh
Smoking more sh#t than smoky, mmm
I met her in a karaoke, mmm

She says I have it well Loqui, mmm
Smoking a combi in the combi
The fungus ‘lo’ hidden it in the-, ah, no, no, I can not say it
Taking SHOTS Syrup

Hand, this sh#t ‘tá hots
My friends are dead, without wanting to kill them
I did not know that she was your girlfriend, without wanting her soaking
b#tch, vamo ‘to a hotel, I do not lack the paper

b#tch, I’m Chasin ‘The Cake,’ Toy looking for the cake
My friends are dead, without wanting to kill them
I did not know that she was your girlfriend, without wanting her soaking [Hey
b#tch, vamo ‘to a hotel, I do not lack the paper

b#tch, I’m Chasin ‘The Cake,’ Toy looking for the cake
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Dillom Lyrics – POST MORTEM

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From the album:
Dillom: Bzrp Music Sessions, Vol. 9 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2019