Telefono Nuevo Lyrics Translation in English – Bad Bunny | Luar La L

October 14, 2023

Telefono Nuevo Lyrics Translation in English: Telefono Nuevo is the most recent Bad Bunny, Luar La L song and music is composed by Bad Bunny. Telefono Nuevo Lyrics are penned by Bad Bunny. This song is published under the label of Bad Bunny.

Telefono Nuevo Song Detail

Song: Telefono Nuevo
Singer: Bad Bunny, Luar La L
Lyrics: Bad Bunny
Music: Bad Bunny
Label: Bad Bunny

Telefono Nuevo Lyrics Translation in English

I look happy, but only in old photos
God hears me and says, “Wow, how does this fucker complain?”
So many achievements that sometimes they aren’t even celebrated
If I smoke I become paranoid, my mind never clears, heh (Ah-ah)
My body is free and my heart behind bars
People see a goat and I’m just another sheep
I’m just another sheep, hey (Ah, ah)

So don’t bother me if I don’t bother you
I don’t answer calls or text messages
Fame, heh, I hate it
I swear, I didn’t want this
So don’t bother mе if I don’t bother you
I don’t answer calls or text mеssages
Only to God when I go to bed
And he told me that nobody’s perfect, heh

But that’s how it went
Bad Bunny is in another one, the bastard is gone
I’m gonna change my number, we’ll talk later

The number you have dialed has been changed
¿Qué?
The new number
Tres Letra’
Aló
The new number
Look, who’s the one who’s throwing me out? (Who e’?)
Go on, go on, tell him to write down my number there (Point, point, point)
This one, 787 with no balls, he’s got me what he has to say, motherfucker (Jeje)
I’m the toughest (What?)

Like Kobe in the Square Garden (Ah)
I’ll put you in 61, amen, God keep you (Amen)
They got cool, what happened? Now it burns? (Yes)
I was going to sign for five, but they were late (What?)
This scam is worth a kilo ‘e Fenta (Jeje)
If I pass with the fast one and you’re on the slow one (Prr!)
I get off with Custom, Benito with La Paciencia
Don’t test me, you fucker, I have no patience (No)
Giving you a gunshot doesn’t fuck my conscience
The one of the new world that is still in trend (What?)
“El Conejo” is Messi, I’m the Mbappé (Jeje)
We crowned, we are in escape route
(Look, L, what do we do with all of these bastards?)
Ha, Bad Bu told me to kill them
And I checkmated them (what?)

Haha, these people can’t take those squeezes
Let’s get ready for the babies
It goes like this, Tres Letra’

I’ll spit in your mouth, I’ll pull your hair
I’ll bury this dick and take you to heaven (Tell me, baby)
She looks like a magazine model, she has the look of a model
Put down the Moët, she doesn’t drink Modelo (Yes, yes)
In the private jet, El Señor de Los Cielos (The Lord of the Skies) (Bum)
Putting it in, shh, snow falls from the sky (white)
I’m a knave, I’m not Pablo Coelho (No)

I always put it on, she’s a bitch, she’s in heat (Go)
Bring your friends down, we’re stormtroopers (Ah)
Booty big, it won’t fit in the Mini Cooper (Look at, devil), heh
You know my movie’s without a blooper (No)
I’ll run you off the pussy, like I did to- (What?)
I dress up motherfucker, I’m an artist and stylist (What’s it like?)
To get married I prefer a Riley (Baby)
I like stars, those Hollywood stars (Ah-ah)
Yo, Bad Bu, give Kylie Cube’s new number, what? (Hehe)

How much do you want? I’ll give them to you
I’ll pay you, I’ve got the hundred (I’ve got the hundred)
Dale, use me that’s good for you (Ah)
She fucks herself after she comes
Send video’ when I’m not around (Acho)
Playing with the toy, screaming for it to come to her
Go ahead, mommy, I’ll do what you say (Hey, hey)
You let me know when I’m looking for the baby (Hey)
How much do you want? I’ll give them to you

I’ll pay you, I’ve got the hundred (I’ve got the hundred)
Dale, use me that’s good for you
She fucks herself after she comes
Send video’ when I’m not around
Playing with the toy, screaming for it to come to her (It comes to her)
She’s a devil, she wants me to burn myself
She’s crazy for me to make her a baby

Play the track again, again
From the beginning again
Hit it, hit it, hit it
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, heh, yeah (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Yeah (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey

They see me and they walk backwards, Michael Jackson is
sowing him the thriller
Motherfucker, I’m stuck, ever since I released “Diles”
Manny Ramirez

I hit it out of the park and then I fuck her all over the fields
I put the dick in your female cat’s mouth, ja, to test her fillers
If she gives me a good blowjob, I’ll pay her back the bills
If she sucks my ass, I’ll take her to the dealer
Hey, I’ll take her to the dealer

Mommy, don’t get all worked up, I’m not Jay Wheeler
I’ll throw it in your face, concealer, heh
Then I change my number and they can’t get me
Yes, I know, men are trash
In the whorehouse, go, Balcarce Street
Every Friday is my birthday bash, heh
Girl, take your feet off the dash
I already got the zipper down to show you Ash
I’ll stick it right here in Cash’s parking lot, heh, heh, hey
Look at my feet, don’t you have these?
I’m a model now, the perfect look, hey

2024, who the fuck wears Psycho Bunny?
This ain’t The Simpsons, motherfucker, you ain’t Fat Tony, charro
You’re just puppets in quotation marks
You got a yacht to skiff on the shore, heh
And me for Tortola and the Antilla’
Hey, the Bugatti has more flight time than miles
You all know it’s me without reading the board
Fame’s my wife, the street’s my chilla
Be careful, Ja Morant, don’t fuck up your knee, hey, heh, heh
When I was a little boy, mommy, she used to tell me, to leave the juntilla’ behind
Forgive me, mama, but I’m with Luar La L
And a couple of whores in the hotels, in the disco throwing papers, heh
Coke for the one who smells, charpazo for anyone who sneaks in, hey

I know it hurts them, I know it hurts them
You can’t even hit a song with Lele’s notebook, hey, hey
Hey, Father, ‘tán cagao’, buy from the Pamper’
Today I want a Taina that’s on for a gangster
Mommy, shake your ass, hey, till I get heart attack
And I’ll pay for your uni, laser and implants