ABC Lyrics (English Translation) – HOKE, Quevedo

Read the full ABC (English Translation) lyrics by HOKE and Quevedo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy HOKE's music, you can also explore NOS CREÍAMOS KIES and AIMBOT, two other songs by HOKE.

[Verse 1: HOKE]
If it were up to me, we'd leave tomorrow
If it were a crime, I'd be thirty years old
If it's for love, we'll kill each other if you want
Basic white-tee, my logo on the pavement
We walked into the hotel lobby hand in hand
I'd never felt so expensive
We looked back and toasted
We had a drink for everything we went to, yeah
We celebrated Christmas in New York
The drug dealers speak Spanish
We live on tour, the bag is patent leather
And the infinity pool shows the sunset, yeah
We made ice out of the water we had
Up to our necks and you don't even know how
I'm with Quevedo, monochrome clothes
Changing our chains like stickers

[Bridge: HOKE]
I've got a hole in my chest (Hahaha), understand me
A bag of money and my gaze fixed on the roof of a bnb
I've got a hole in the center of my chest, you can't see me
Money in A and money in B, of that s*it that is the ABC

[Chorus: HOKE]
Another day that I crown and that when I finish I'm alone
And I leave myself on the Apollo, and I fall asleep and I remember everything
They offered me my first kilo, but you already know how we are
And I remain dissociated in the flight, and I remain dissociated in the gig
Another day that I crown and that when I finish I'm alone
Either we return to the cedar, or we fill the bullring
And they offered me my first kilo, and I took it in the last tone
And I remain dissociated in the flight

[Verse 2: Quevedo]
And I remain dissociated in the private jet with a stolen tracksuit, yeah
Supporting the local business (Yes)

Mine in my pocket, the brass knuckles (Je)
No one here wears a mouthguard
We open the Brugal, in the disco we toast (Hey)
For those who left and are not
I don't trust anyone, this is a closed circle
Like Sarria I am with my man
Too much color and I never catch the sun (Never)
Money and I have a magnet
I don't stop on the corner even if I have two phones (Two)
BBO put inside the van
I call it a stadium, I don't call it a gig anymore (Je)
And when I finish there are five hundred more
I already say five hundred when it's 500K (Money)
A&Rs on my knees and I'm on the island in a towel
Solve my life knowing that it's a scam
But show off that medal very well (Show it off)
My company belongs to Quevedo
As if a distribution were going to be in your company
They have two percent of what I get as royalties
Wow, what an abuse
I feel powerful, the one who put them to dance reggaeton
The clique makes rackets and not one intruder enters
All that is a lie, bro, change the discourse
This ba*tard wants to know everything
Dissociated in flight, dissociated on the throne
That stage is over, I am an icon
I am tired of playing alone

[Chorus: Quevedo]
Another day that I crown
And that when it ends I am alone (No, no)
And I leave myself attached to the Polo
And I go to bed and I remember everything
And they offered me my first kilo
But I don't make a deal with a pigeon (No)
I remain dissociated in flight (Ha-a)
And I remain dissociated in the bowl
Another day that I crown
And that when it ends I am alone
And I leave myself attached to the Apollo
And I go to bed and I remember everything
And they offered me my first kilo
And I took it on the last tone
And I remain dissociated in flight
And I remain dissociated in the bowl