Production: Adapted and arranged by Blackbird Productions (The Author), Original by Alice Danger
This track is slightly inspired by truth, but it's mostly a fictional story I made up after listening to the beat a few times. It's also an excuse to try spitting something in Spanish, which I've been wanting to do for a while now (I spoke it before I learned how to speak english). The lyrics are also in spanish, but you can probably throw them in google translate if you're curious to know what I'm saying.
Lyrics:
It was late on a Friday night; I was on stage with the septet.
The crowd was digging the vibe, and in it I saw a girl I hadn’t met.
My eyes met hers, and for a moment I almost fucked up my verse.
Though I didn’t hit a block like swerve, skillfully sub some words with a curse.
Anyways, back to the other day. As soon as I exited the stage, I was after her like a delay. Not religious but I certainly was preying. Needed some courage, so I took a shot. Not cowardly, but dawg, she was pretty hot. When I found her she was dancing, but alone so I saw my chance and I caught her glance again; I didn’t even try to pretend.
Let her know with my eyes I was feeling that vibe; it was one I could apprehend.
So I moved closer, and took her hand in mine. She smiled at me, so I pulled her close, and she remained supine.
She pressed up against me, letting me know it was on like a Nintendo red light.
Maybe my game wasn’t so broke, but still a good blow will set me right.
And I just started the night, but she was gorgeous, level: drop dead.
So I leaned into her ear, and this is what I said:
“Pardon me senorita, just want to say I’m pleased to meet you.
I know it’s cliché, but I speak Spanish so I’ll say it anyways.”
She said, “I don’t believe it,” rolled her eyes at me and then said:
“why don’t you prove it to me,” with a smirk that showed her disbelief.
“Okay,” I responded. “What would you like me to say?”
“Anything,” she said skeptically. “As long as it’s not so cliché”
This girl had no idea, so I decided to make things clear.
Sweetheart, listen here.
Bueno, eso es facil mija. Pero entiendo porqué no me crees.
Asi va para hombre como yo, con cada otra mujer.
Me miran a mi color y entonce piensan que soy un gringo.
Pero con nombre hispano, un idea porque es algo que no tengo.
Y la gente están diciendo por alli que soy venao.
Amigos dicen que son rumores pero tu me tienes amarrado.
Tus ojos me vuelven loco, bonita como un loto,
Y cuando sonríes me dame querer a besarte un poco.
So, miss don’t believe me, Esto es que yo descubri:
No puedes suponer cuando tu no me conoces.
Y ahora tengo que ir, no es que tengo querer.
Bailando contigo era un placer, y quiero seguir.
And that’s when I realized that she had no clue what I just said.
Cause when I went to leave, she asked me why, she didn’t understand.
Girl you could’ve stopped me, instead you let me waste some time.
But I let it slide, it’s hard to argue with a girl so fine.
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