JOKER Lyrics (English Translation) – Blessd, Kris R.

Read the full JOKER (English Translation) lyrics by Blessd and Kris R. along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Blessd's music, you can also explore NUEVA YORK and COURCHEVEL, two other songs by Blessd.

[Intro: Blessd & Kris R.]
What we have is love, not a riddle
It's not just s*x, my love, I'll correct you
You know, queen? You're a little thing
And if you give in, I'll even make a son of you
I don't know what the fu*k is wrong with you
I see you and I forget about the others
I imagine your face on these wh*res when I'm having a threesome with them (Ehg)

[Chorus: Blessd & Kris R.]
So tell me, baby (Tell me what)
How are you and I doing? (You and what?)
I want to corrupt her
What's the way out, my love?
So tell me, baby (Hahaha)
How are you and I doing?
I want to corrupt her
What's the way out, my love?
(Listen then)

[Verse 1: Blessd & Kris R.]
I know, my queen, that you open your legs with rum (Haha)
And how delicious that little ass is, you smell like Intibon
There's no one better than Blessd
And I crawl on you like I'm James Bond
And for pornos I turn on the flashlight (The R with Blessd)
You're a bandit, you only open your legs for me
You're a wh*re, you've never been tender
But for me it was a pleasure meeting you, yeah
There's no one like you in my bed
Full of energy, like a Genkidama
Your s*x is a series, mami, that's plotted for me
And no one sucks me off like your mouth

[Refrain: Kris R. & Blessd]
Come on, think of me
When you touch yourself on video

Come on, call me (Come on then)
Kris R fell in love with you a long time ago< (Ah, (No)
And you don't fu*king want to show up.
You're my Harley Queen, my love, I'm your Joker.
I bought a Smith, don't let anyone touch it (Haha)

[Chorus: Blessd & Kris R.]
So tell me, baby.
How are you and I doing?
I want to corrupt her.
What's the way out, my love? (Hahaha)

[Verse 2: Kris R. & Blessd]
We're going for the fourth and you never give up (Hey, what a $lut)
I added her on Insta and met her on Tinder (Oh)
Before I fu*k her, I'll give her a finger
A little angel during the week, a bandit on the weekends (Hey, how rude)
No, my love, no one compares
I'm here to sing to her and Jara's here for business
I have my soldiers like Salvador, the Mara's
I cover her with dust, my love, like the Sahara
Gucci, Prada, with that look (All expensive)
You only incite me to do evil things
I put it in her and she gets stuck with the joint (Haha; oh)
She fills her with drool as if it were gravel (Go on, then, my love)
I take care of you like in Paris Hakimi
And I stick it on you like a Panini stamp
That's how I Whether you go out with clothes or a miniskirt
I define you like Vini does in Real Madrid

[Refrain: Kris R. & Blessd]
Come on, think of me
When you touch yourself on video
Come on, call me (Go ahead, my life)
Kris R fell in love with you a long time ago (Oh, no)
And you don't give a damn about showing up
You're my Harley Queen, my love, I'm your Joker
I bought a Smith, don't let anyone touch it (Hahaha)

[Outro: Blessd & Kris R.]
Hail Mary, my love
Good, how delicious
What a delicious thing, do you know? Come here, so you can learn a little bit (Go ahead)
We're with Kris R (Hahaha)
Bring your friend, so we can make a couple of two
And see how delicious life will be (Oh no)
Hail Mary, my love
Always Blessed (Hahaha)
Nelsen, Kris R
Sisas
Money Makers
Money Makers
Tell me, Jara
Talent is unmatched by anyone
Talk to them, Draza
Kris R
Nun
The Blessed, made in Medellín
Yeah, don't get mercy on these n!ggas
From Barrio Antioquia
Medallo trap, or rather, Colombian trap
Don't stress me out, haha
For the cats