Nena Sad Remix Lyrics (English Translation) – Pablo Chill-E, Duki, Quevedo

Read the full Nena Sad Remix (English Translation) lyrics by Pablo Chill-E, Duki, Quevedo and ORO600 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Pablo Chill E’s music, you can also explore OJO DE HORUS and KE KE (Remix), two other songs by Pablo Chill E.

[Chorus: Pablo Chill-E & Quevedo]
The girl’s kind of sad, but with me she’s happy
With those leather jeans, your butt looks amazing
After I make it rich, she tells me her problems
And after selling the money, she counts me the bills
The girl’s kind of sad, but with me she’s cool
With all those leather jeans, your butt looks great
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister
Then she makes love to me like I’ve been in jail, ah (Wuh!)

[Verse 1: Pablo Chill-E]
E-She’s really healthy (Shi), apple juice (Ah)
She buys me beer, yeah, but she doesn’t spit (Uh)
Groupies hit on me, she doesn’t get mad (Nah)
I like your lips, you like my sweet talk
G-Give me one of those kisses that they’re stupid, mua

[Refrain: Pablo Chill-E]
That-That thing didn’t do you any good (No, yeah)
I-I get you wet like the Paraná River
I won your mom, ma, and now it’s your dad’s turn (Pa)
And if he doesn’t like it, he’ll have to accept (Chick-chick)

[Chorus: Pablo Chill-E & Quevedo, Both]
The girl’s kind of sad, but she’s happy with me
With those leather jeans, your butt looks amazing
After making it rich, she tells me her problems
And after selling the money, she tells me the bills
The girl’s kind of sad, but with me, she’s cool
Put on those leather jeans, your butt looks cool, yeah
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister (Ah-ah-ah)
Afterwards, she makes love to me like I’ve been in jail (Duko, El) Pablo, okay; ah-ah)

[Verse 2: Quevedo & Duki]
I’m walking around Buenos Aires, mami, come on in silence (Hey)
There are a lot of journalists around here, and I’m a slob for that (Nah, nah, nah)
For walking around with twenty on the street and 100 in my backpack

And I’ve never touched a clic-clac
She sends me a kiss, muac, muac (Mua)
God, don’t judge me, I already know I shouldn’t (No, no)
I know it’s not good for them to be by my side, but (No, no)
I’ll get rid of the leather (Leather), I’ll stay with her (Yes, haha)
With a .44, the jeans won’t go up, uh, uh (No)
Ma, I love you, I like you almost as much as money (Almost the same, almost the same), uh, uh
I’d rather be your boyfriend than a reggaeton player (Prr, prr, prr), uh, uh
Mami, on the left your hand, uh, and on the right the zeros, uh (Ah-ah)
I’d rather be your boyfriend than a reggaeton player, uh, uh (Hey)

[Verse 3: Duki]
He got his nails done, baby boom
‘She’s breaking Hollywood, Demi Moore (Moore)
She says she’s famous, very good
She’s my fan on the court, alley oop
I grab your ass while you cook
We’re two planets, we’re in orbit
Your Excel deleted me, unknown
Your friends hate me, they’re so hypocritical (Mua)
So much, I’m thinking about you so much
I talked to the psychologist and prayed to a couple of saints
You already know, mami (Duko!)
Dior bag in your color, dress By hand, The Hungarian
The Bulgari earrings, in his Fiat, we’re Bulgarians
If you call me, we’ll run away, I’m your God, your player
My cold goes with your heat, your fan club, the founder

[Chorus: Pablo Chill-E & Duki]
The girl’s kind of sad, but she’s happy with me
With those leather jeans, your butt looks amazing
After making it rich, she tells me her problems
And after selling the money, she tells me the bills
The girl’s kind of sad, but with me, she’s cool
With those leather jeans, your butt looks great
She takes care of me like a friend and loves me like a sister
Afterwards, she makes love to me like she’s been in jail, ah

[Outro: Duki, Pablo Chill-E & Quevedo]
Wuh!
Okay
It’s Duko, you know
Quevedo, Pablo Chill-E
ORO600
That-That logo didn’t do you any good (No, no, no)
I’ll get you wet like the Paraná River (Splash)
I’ve already won over your mom, mom, now it’s your dad’s turn
And if he doesn’t like it, he’ll have to accept me
Pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa