Soldi Arrotolati Lyrics English Translation – Capo Plaza

Ah-ah, cash-ca-ca-cash like it’s raining (Yeah)
Ah-ah (Okay), Okay (Okay)

I’m with Natalie and Tanisha on a car with stars and stripes
She barely understands me, she loves me, she pretends
Fake bag, my brother packs it for you
I’m the striker, the main point in the attack
Weed, no tobacco, I know she wants it all
Your girl is a slut, I know, she’s been with everyone
My bro escapes the accusation, speeds without a bumper
Rather against everyone, I don’t act like a sycophant
Stop with drugs, you can’t sustain yourself
Your friends are losers, they’re just for show
I see how they lie, I’m friends with no one
You’re friends with everyone and then they screw you over
I still play for the cup, f*ck hard like Rocco
You know, I don’t talk too much, I stay quiet and show you
I’m the Boss, I move six digits and only need one finger
You tried, but you come back on foot, find a new job
I’m with the vatos, the face of a robber
Let’s make billions, then in Latin America
She’s a damn one in bed, I’m her favorite
It’s six in the morning, but we’re not done

Give me the money or I won’t go on stage (On stage)
Lots of cash, cash in the new Louis Vuitton
Rolled-up money in my pocket without a rubber band (Without a rubber band)
Too many flashes, flashes, [?]
Ah-ah, mommy, move it or I’ll have a heart attack (Mommy, move it)
I’m bad, ah, I tell him: “You know?”
Your curves look like Picasso made them, baby
I do the cash desk, baby, let’s go (Ah-ah)

He acts like a gangster, but with me, he’s a kid (Yeah)
When we’re alone, he wants to be close to me
He loves it when I act naughty
The baddie (Yeah), the diva (Yeah), at three in the morning (Yeah, yeah)
I like how she looks at me when everything’s high (Wow)
I get even more excited if we smoke dry first (Uh)
Money rolled up in Yamamay underwear
Luca chose the right girl for these vibes (Anna)
Nice big butt, but you have no talent (Silly)
I would have made another investment (Haha)
I’m sorry, lo siento (Muah)
Must be tough seeing me go from zero to a hundred (Ah, ah, ah)
She feels like one of us, but she’s just a groupie (My God)
Who values her followers more than her booty (Ah-ah)
Baby, I’m moody (Ah), I change in two minutes (Ah)
If I get pissed off, I’ll kick you and your ugly friends out
(Get off the way)

Give me the money or I won’t go on stage (On stage) (B!tch)
Lots of cash, cash in the new Louis Vuitton
Rolled-up money in my pocket without a rubber band
(Without a rubber band)
Too many flashes, flashes, [?]
Ah-ah, mommy, move it or I’ll have a heart attack (Mommy, move it)
I’m bad, ah, I tell him: “You know?”
Your curves look like Picasso made them, baby
I do the cash desk, baby, let’s go (Ah-ah)

Okay, AVA
Ah-ah