Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer
By Travis Scott
Official Music Video
Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer by Travis Scott
Lyrics & Translation
English
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up Swishers
Now it's Bimmers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us? Only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer by Travis Scott
Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer* (original Travis Scott)
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up Swishers
Now it's Bimmers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us? Only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Medianoche despertando, hiperventilando
Vueltas de borracho corriendo alrededor del globo persiguiendo gansos salvajes
Después de tres álbumes número uno, hubiera pensado que me sentiría increíble
Todavía impaciente, todavía bebiendo licor
Todavía enrollando Swishers
Ahora son Bimmers estacionando doble, que se joda pagar el parquímetro
En tu club, en tus sofás, me pagaron por estar aquí
En tu chica frotando mis rasgos favoritos
¿Cómo pudieron burlarse de nosotros? Solo querían Ben Franklins y Mona Lisas
Jesús, Jesús, Jesús
Hombre, podría perder la cabeza, tengo que escapar
Estoy en una vigilancia, en una granja o en tu casa del lago
Alrededor de las 3 AM, perro
Estaba ocupado en el baño
Mala mamacita, Miami Heat ella, la puso en un biplaza
Lástima que no pude repetirla tres veces
Necesito mucha vida antes de ver al segador
Casa llena de conejitas de nieve, poniendo árboles como si fuera Navidad Pascua
Con más sellos que un negro flaco, tengo tatuajes en mi visa
Sé que los niños de La Flame, no confían, lo creen, quiero decir
Jesús, Jesús, Jesús, Jesús
Hombre, podría perder la cabeza, tengo que escapar
Estoy en una vigilancia, en una granja o en tu casa del lago
Jesús, Jesús (quiero decir), Jesús, Jesús
Hombre, podría perder la cabeza, tengo que escapar
Estoy en una vigilancia, en una granja o en tu casa del lago
Jesús, Jesús (quiero decir), Jesús, Jesús
Podría perder la cabeza
Jesús
Jesús, Jesús, Jesús
Jesús
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