PARADIXE (REMIX) Lyrics (English Translation) – Feid, El Americano 4KT

Read the full PARADIXE (REMIX) (English Translation) lyrics by Feid, El Americano 4KT, Omar Courtz and Pirlo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: El Americano 4kt & Omar Courtz]
Hello?
Pick up
Pick up, I’m calling you
Plo-po-po-po-po-po-po
Yeah-yeah, hey

[Verse 1: Omar Courtz & Feid]
Wondering where you are
In PR or in Medallo—wherever you are, the vibe is always right with you, yeah-yeah
A Latina booty with those little almond-shaped eyes
Baby, I haven’t forgotten (Wow)
That dirty, intense *perreo* we had
Baby, that’s not how friends act (Yeah-yeah)
People say I’m crazy, but the truth is I’m just crazy about you (You little vixen)

[Verse 2: Feid & Omar Courtz]
I love everything she wears
She’s right up there with all my other addictions
I always mess things up when I start catching feelings (Eh)
She only hooks up with me (Eh-eh)
I tell her there’s no one else like her
A little kiss to help her relax (Uh-uh)
If I’m not careful, plenty of other guys will try to hit on her
She’s got her grills in, ready for when I come through (Yeah-yeah)

[Chorus: Omar Courtz & Feid]
Baby, how long did I wait for you? (Yeah-yeah, hey)
Dancing *perreo* at the club, watching the sunrise (Eh-eh-eh)
I’m leaving whatever might happen in your hands (Eh-eh-eh-eh, yeah-yeah)
Those eyes of yours—they’ve got me losing my mind

[Verse 3: Myke Towers]
I love everything you wear
I’m the one who takes you, just like it’s meant to be
She’s been wanting me to go all out on her for a while now
Didn’t you want some *perreo*? Take it

I kiss her on the abdomen
Low profile when we carry out our missions
Don't bother with pick-up lines or false promises, eh-eh-eh
I got tired of waiting for this moment
Baby, you and I are going to *perrear* (dance reggaeton), we’re going to make love with our clothes on
She turns around and then spins back
She came down from Colombia to Europe
When we arrive at the club, all the "she-devils" go wild
Drinking whiskey on the rocks
She’s completely uninhibited and begging to be ravished

[Verse 4: El Americano 4kt]
The setup is top-tier, and I’m taking her to Lacoste
She fell for me (hard)—or maybe she felt the magazine of my Glock
I sent her my number via a buddy on a notepad
I feel like Yamal scoring a goal in the World Cup
We’re making money; everyone’s busy with their own hustle
This "11:11" flow—time for the crews to light up a blunt
They know I’ve got cash, and I’ve got a "billi" (a fortune) around my neck
If it’s sportswear, it’s Nike Jordans; if it’s designer, it’s Amiri
I can’t neglect her; I never let her out of my sight
I’ve got to tear it up—that pu*sy is on my list
Tell her I’m coming for her—she’d better start undressing
I’m in a different league; I left the streets behind to become an artist
Guns at the ready, designer labels at the ready
Bro, I’ve got the cash—wherever we go, it’s going to be wild
We’re in a private room—better not disturb us
Let’s make this place overflow with women
Because I sing, I get sent "packs"—I get sent photos of pussies

[Chorus: Feid]
Baby, how long did I wait for you? Dancing *perreo* at the club, watching the sunrise (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
I leave whatever might come of this in your hands (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
Those eyes made me lose my composure

[Interlude]
Hey, who the hell are those people?

[Verse 5: Omar Courtz]
Baby, you’re hearing PR and Colombia in this *perreo*
With Ousi and Ferxxo, heading to the VIP
All lined up, showing off their "mini-me" [outfits]
I looked at her, and—bam—our eyes just cliked
She says to me, "Take me with you to the island, please"
When are you taking me to PR, *mor*? Mami, obviously, just like that.
I’m taking you with me, ma—to PR, yeah.
I met her at Bad Bunny’s show at the Atanasio [stadium].
I almost—almost—slipped it inside her little place.

[Bridge: Omar Courtz & Pirlo]
Yeah-yeah, hey.
Mami, how many nights did I wait for you?
I’ll be back for you soon, my girl from Medellín.
(Let’s get down low, baby, listen.)

[Verse 6: Pirlo]
I play her some classics—Ñejo, Tego Calderón, Wisin y Yandel—
But she’s obsessed with playing "Se Cree Mala" by Plan B.
I’m gonna make it worth her while; she used to do ballet, too.
I didn’t want to come on too strong, but I just couldn’t help myself.
Get down low—the night’s not over yet.
I’m back in Medallo, in a penthouse in El Poblado.
Ran into Ameri there, surrounded by a whole crew.
The party’s ours—if you’re not here, it’s ‘cause you didn’t earn your spot.
So shake it—that bumper of yours has no competition.
I try to be sweet, but she just corrupts me.
She says she misses me—but where?
It’s so big that those shorts can’t hide it—they can’t conceal it at all.
Damn, that’s so good.
What’s up, Ferxxo? Let’s make it happen.

[Chorus: Feid]
Baby, how long did I wait for you?
Dancing *perreo* at the club, watching the sunrise.
I’m leaving whatever might happen in your hands.
Those eyes of yours—they’ve got me completely lost.