Santo Lyrics (English Translation) – Camin

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I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you
Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too
I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you
Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too

Fine little details that steal every heart
Showing off like Neymar, playing every part
Tonight I wear the crown like I just won the World Cup
Body done

Breasts done
Everything’s a total blowout
Body done
Breasts done

Everything’s a total blowout
She’s top-tier, the way she moves is so unreal
In a brand-new ride with that Loewe bag appeal
Everybody notices when I step inside
They all try to copy, but they can’t match the vibe

So many carats, got ’em hooked just like the snow
Got a killer flow
She plays so tough, and that’s what drives me wild
After we’re together, she won’t let me leave her side
She’s the one in charge, unbeatable in bed
They’re all burning up ’cause I’m with models instead
If I want it, then I got it, never beg, never plead
Some praise my name, while others hate what they see

I’ve been down before, and I’ve tasted glory too
I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you
Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too
I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you

Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too
Fine little details that steal every heart

Showing off like Neymar, playing every part
Tonight I wear the crown like I just won the World Cup
Body done
Breasts done
Everything’s a total blowout
Body done

Breasts done
Everything’s a total blowout
Got ’em dancing carioca
The way that crazy girl rocks
It’s obvious she wants me
By the way she throws it on me
Hear the bling-bling every time I hit record
Clean money in my hands

Don’t need no more brothers
The night’s got me confused, can’t tell the wrong from right
If they’re acting fearless, I’m a rockstar in a fight
Put her in sixty-nine, if she wants it, it’s hers
Too many talk so loud, but they’re nothing in this world

I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you
Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too
I ain’t no saint, nah, but neither are you
Even when you’re dripping, you still smell like coconut too