ARABE Lyrics (English Translation) – Jere Klein, Valdi

Read the full ARABE (English Translation) lyrics by Jere Klein and Valdi from the album JEREMÍAS along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Jere Klein’s music, you can also explore CHALET and GATA SENSUAL, two other songs by Jere Klein.

[Intro]
Yau, okay
What happened, my love? Were you lost?
Where were you at? I couldn’t find you

[Verso 1]
What happened, why you missing?
Put you in the Bentley, not the Kia I was whipping
Ah, what a feeling
You miss your true fan, and I was missing those late-night visits

[Refrán]
And to the District of the city
I’m gonna take you there, I’m gonna take you there
With some sweet fruit rolled up in the air
Baby, I got money like Escobar (Rrr)

[Coro]
Fu*k me till death do us part (Yeah)
Or the cops put me in cuffs (Haha), or they shoot in the dark (Yau)
I told you I’ll rise to the top (Okey)
I’ll ghost you (Haha), stack my paper like an Arab, non-stop
Fu*k me till death do us part
Or the cops put me in cuffs, or they shoot in the dark
I told you I’ll rise to the top
I’ll ghost you, stack my paper like an Arab, non-stop

[Verso 2]
Come on, roll with this outlaw, leave that mouse, let him talk
Mami, dance on me close and slow, don’t stop, go off

[Refrán]
And to the District of the city
I’m gonna take you there, I’m gonna take you there
With some sweet fruit rolled up in the air
Baby, I got money like Escobar

[Coro]
Fu*k me till death do us part
Or the cops put me in cuffs, or they shoot in the dark
I told you I’ll rise to the top
I’ll ghost you, stack my paper like an Arab, non-stop
Fu*k me till death do us part
Or the cops put me in cuffs, or they shoot in the dark
I told you I’ll rise to the top
I’ll ghost you, stack my paper like an Arab, non-stop

[Verso 3]
Brought that smoke to make you choke
A pretty little bud the dealer let me hold
You love that I move with control, stay on that level (Haha)
Come here, slide in the back of the Mercedes-Benz
They press up when they see me (Rrr)
Benjamin Franklin on the hundreds I spend
Feels like my time is near
But it’s my time to live it big

[Refrán]
And to the District of the city
I’m gonna take you there, I’m gonna take you there
With some sweet fruit rolled up in the air
My love, I got money like Escobar

[Outro]
You know (Rrr)
The one who made you up, that’s Valdi with all the trouble (Okey)
So they can twerk, so they can twerk (Hard, hard, hard)