
Sunflower (Remix)
By Post Malone
3:30
Official Music Video
Sunflower (Remix) by Post Malone
Lyrics & Translation
English
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
That Supreme takes the pain away
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
What you know about me?
Y'all don't really know shit and I'm fuckin' your bitch right now
And I really really hate to prolly say right now
Supreme on my back and I'm whippin' the woo
Man these bitches don't know, man these bitches don't know
I'm swaggin' on these hoes and I pull up in that woo
And I pull up on that road, doin' hundred miles and hold
Man I poke another hole, I smoke another O
And I pour another O and I smoke another
Pull up on Fairfax, drop top
Hop out into the 'Preme store, top notch
Already bread jumping out the pockets
Ain't no worries, wipe my tears with my dollars
If I got an issue, I don't need no tissue
My bitch started cryin', I bought her a shitzu
You gotta do what you gotta do just to get through
And if you play with my money, your mom gon' miss you
I started throwin' a tantrum, so I copped me a Phantom
And every time she gets mad, I throw the keys to the Jag
Broke niggas call me materialistic
We do not ball the same, you're still learnin' how to pivot
Since I got rich, I don't drink beer
Leave the mall, leave a trail of tears
I told my son don't have no fears
If he ever feels down we can take off in the leer
We could be gone tomorrow, love today
And when that check hit my account, this what I say
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of Sunflower (Remix) by Post Malone
Sunflower (Remix)* (original Post Malone)
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
That Supreme takes the pain away
I wipe my tears with the money, yeah
What you know about me?
Y'all don't really know shit and I'm fuckin' your bitch right now
And I really really hate to prolly say right now
Supreme on my back and I'm whippin' the woo
Man these bitches don't know, man these bitches don't know
I'm swaggin' on these hoes and I pull up in that woo
And I pull up on that road, doin' hundred miles and hold
Man I poke another hole, I smoke another O
And I pour another O and I smoke another
Pull up on Fairfax, drop top
Hop out into the 'Preme store, top notch
Already bread jumping out the pockets
Ain't no worries, wipe my tears with my dollars
If I got an issue, I don't need no tissue
My bitch started cryin', I bought her a shitzu
You gotta do what you gotta do just to get through
And if you play with my money, your mom gon' miss you
I started throwin' a tantrum, so I copped me a Phantom
And every time she gets mad, I throw the keys to the Jag
Broke niggas call me materialistic
We do not ball the same, you're still learnin' how to pivot
Since I got rich, I don't drink beer
Leave the mall, leave a trail of tears
I told my son don't have no fears
If he ever feels down we can take off in the leer
We could be gone tomorrow, love today
And when that check hit my account, this what I say
Sunflower (Remix) (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Me seco las lágrimas con el dinero, sí
Me seco las lágrimas con el dinero, sí
Ese Supreme quita el dolor
Me seco las lágrimas con el dinero, sí
¿Qué sabes de mí?
Ustedes no saben una mierda y me estoy follando a tu perra ahora mismo
Y realmente odio tener que decirlo ahora mismo
Supreme en mi espalda y estoy manejando el woo
Hombre, estas perras no saben, hombre, estas perras no saben
Estoy vacilando a estas putas y llego en ese woo
Y llego a esa carretera, haciendo cien millas y manteniéndome
Hombre, hago otro agujero, fumo otra O
Y vierto otra O y fumo otra
Llego a Fairfax, descapotable
Salto a la tienda 'Preme, de primera
Ya el dinero saltando de los bolsillos
No hay preocupaciones, me seco las lágrimas con mis dólares
Si tengo un problema, no necesito pañuelos
Mi perra empezó a llorar, le compré un shitzu
Tienes que hacer lo que tengas que hacer para salir adelante
Y si juegas con mi dinero, tu mamá te va a extrañar
Empecé a hacer un berrinche, así que me compré un Phantom
Y cada vez que se enoja, le tiro las llaves del Jag
Negros sin dinero me llaman materialista
No jugamos igual, tú todavía estás aprendiendo a pivotar
Desde que me hice rico, no bebo cerveza
Salgo del centro comercial, dejando un rastro de lágrimas
Le dije a mi hijo que no tuviera miedos
Si alguna vez se siente mal podemos despegar en el Lear
Podríamos irnos mañana, ama hoy
Y cuando ese cheque llega a mi cuenta, esto es lo que digo
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