Bluedream Lyrics (English Translation) – Moffa

Read the full Bluedream (English Translation) lyrics by Moffa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(Panda Black on the beat)

[Verse 1]
Baby, what is there?
I haven’t heard from you in a while, my love.
Imagine yourself in my GT Sport
Taking a walk around the city
Mark me with your lipstick
Comb your hair, get pretty
And light your cap
[Chorus]
She looks more ‘expensive than one’ Philippe, Boutin
Ojo’ azule, shorty, you’re my Blue Dream
Red heels and Céline bag
My magazine devil (Oh-oh-oh)
Devil, how cool, don’t look at me like that
Or I’ll make you a baby if she does me ‘the split, don’t stop’

[Verse 1]
Shorty, I call the Burberry to sink
There are more than fifty thousand, it all looks good to you
It seems like my Berlin, oh-oh
It doesn’t compare to you no matter how much you have twins
M*mmy, throw me in baby to get Billy Jean out of me
Come, cooperate with me, bring a friend
For me chombo and we are the Migo’
If I don’t measure up, well, you’re not my galla
What you love about your life is that you are gone from the other

[Chorus]
She looks more ‘expensive than one’ Philippe, Boutin
Ojo’ azule, shorty, you’re my Blue Dream
Red heels and Céline bag
My magazine devil (Oh-oh)
Devil, how cool, don’t look at me like that

Or I’ll make you a baby if it makes me split, don’t stop

[Verse 2]
When they see us, a shine
She is my Sofía Vergara, my princess Zendaya
Tell him that he’s in a machine like Mariah
Pair of margarita’ and we finish’ in Himalayas
And like the two, my mom, with me she’s on fire
I hope you fall in love like I do
So that you can feel how I live it
Twenty-five eight, ready for the heat
But for now, hello and goodbye’

[Outro]
It looks more expensive than one Philippe, Boutin (That one Philippe, Boutin)
Ojo’ blue, shorty, you’re my Blue Dream (Oh-oh)
Red heels and Céline bag (Oh-oh, uh-uh-uh)
My magazine devil
It looks more expensive than one Philippe, Boutin (That one Philippe, Boutin)
Ojo’ azule, shorty, you’re my Blue Dream (M*mmy)
Tacone’ red’ and Céline bag (Tacone’ red’, oh)
My magazine devil (Oh-oh)