CHAPIADORA.COM Lyrics (English Translation) – Quevedo

[Chorus]
In the ashtray I found a cigarette butt with your lipstick
And a string thong at the back of the closet
We lived in a low, low were our salaries
And you praying to God not to make me a hitman
So as not to end up inside, baby
And now it’s someone else who has it inside you, baby
Even though I wanted to be inside, baby, to be inside
If I had known, I swear, I would leave it inside

[Verse 1]
You didn’t want me on the street, nor did you want me without money

How expensive it was for me that you were so cheap
And I’ve even been a cashier, you wanting an astronaut
I even saw you with a soccer player, who even looks for a salary
What did I do wrong? Why did I leave you?
You gave me the metal and told me that I got you pregnant
You made me feel so bad that I even pawned the metal
I bought diapers, baby bottles and a baby stroller
I already gave all of that away
But I kept the copies of your key in case you decide to come back
But I’m so spiteful that if you come back I’ll be on the street
I’ll go and buy that gun that I pawned

[Chorus]
In the ashtray I found a cigarette butt with your lipstick
And a string thong at the back of the closet
We lived in a low-rise, low-rise was our salary
And you were asking God not to make me a hitman
So as not to end up inside, baby
And now it’s someone else who has it inside you, baby
Even though I wanted to be inside, baby, to be inside
If I had known, I swear, I’d leave it inside

[Verse 2]
You wanted the Cybertruck while you were riding on me 206
I have stained Crocs and a green collar from the chain

In the end your gay friend turned out not to be gay
And that hurt like the shot in the belly of Lil Wayne
Today we celebrate even though there’s nothing to celebrate
Bring blunt, bring seed and someone who can trust
Bring snow, it’s the closest I’m going to get to skiing
Hide my keys, I won’t be able to guide

[Pre-Chorus]
Fu*k them all, woh
Fu*k them all, woh
I’m just a poor devil like Don
To find you, you have to look for me on chapiadora.com

[Chorus]
To forget you, I smoked the junk that was left with your lipstick
And I put the thong that was in the closet on another crazy woman
I’m living downstairs and my salary still isn’t enough
Because I didn’t become an atheist and I ended up being a hitman
Even if I had ended up inside, baby
I assure you that it would have been better inside, baby
Happy and content, happy and content
And even knowing all that I would have put it inside you

[Outro]
Yeah, ah-ah
Good night, baby, yeah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Good night, good night, good night, good night, good night