Below is the lyrics of the song Pasa Página , artist - Dellafuente with translation
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Dellafuente
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Me come la polla con quien me odie)
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Quien tenga mala envidia me la come)
Cuando yo empeze a hacer musica a mi nadie me queria
Mucho amor pa los que me siguen desde el primer dia
Yo me iba pa el estudio calladito
Asi es como es subido, calladito
Y no es que sea nadie, mucho menos viva de esto
Pero la multinacional la tengo en proyecto
Y el dinero lo destino pa reirme de ti
Antes pagaba ahora entro VIP
No compraba ropa, ni en temporada ni en rebaja
Ahora de ropa me regalan las cajas
Y no me creo na' eso yo te lo juro
Sigo esmayao’pero ahora tengo un futuro
Poquito a poco loco vamos creciendo
Poquito a poco lo vamos mereciendo
Poquito a poco me curo cicatrices
Estoy con mis hermanos, ellos me dicen:
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Me come la polla con quien me odie)
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Quien tenga mala envidia me la come)
Si te digo que esto es musica del barrio te miento
La musica del barrio siempre va a ser el flamenco
Que te me pegue' ahora no me vale
(Pa que fronteaste con lo' anormales)
Pa mis padre' e familia
Muerte pa todos los violetas
Le follen a los sueltos pero paga con tarjeta
Viaja por todo el mundo con 400 maletas
Pa llenarlas de ropa y traermeslas pa aca
Darsela a mi primo, toma primo regala'
Soñando con billetes moraditos
Poquito a poco loco vamos creciendo
Poquito a poco lo vamos mereciendo
Poquito a poco me curo cicatrices
Estoy con mis hermanos, ellos me dicen:
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Me come la polla con quien me odie)
Pasa página
No te rayes, pasa página
(Quien tenga mala envidia me la come)
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(I eat my dick with whoever hates me)
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(Whoever has bad envy eats it)
When I started making music nobody wanted me
Much love to those who follow me from day one
I went quietly to the studio
This is how it is uploaded, quietly
And it's not that I'm nobody, much less alive from this
But I have the multinational as a project
And the money is destined to laugh at you
Before I paid now I enter VIP
I didn't buy clothes, neither in season nor on sale
Now for clothes they give me boxes
And I don't believe anything, I swear to you
I'm still esmayao' but now I have a future
Little by little crazy we are growing
Little by little we are deserving it
Little by little I heal scars
I'm with my brothers, they tell me:
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(I eat my dick with whoever hates me)
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(Whoever has bad envy eats it)
If I tell you that this is music from the neighborhood I'm lying
The music of the neighborhood will always be flamenco
That you hit me' now it's not worth it
(Why did you deal with the abnormal)
For my father and family
Death to all the violets
They fuck the loose ones but pay with card
Travel around the world with 400 suitcases
To fill them with clothes and bring them to me here
Give it to my cousin, take cousin give it away
Dreaming of purple bills
Little by little crazy we are growing
Little by little we are deserving it
Little by little I heal scars
I'm with my brothers, they tell me:
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(I eat my dick with whoever hates me)
turn page
Don't scratch yourself, turn the page
(Whoever has bad envy eats it)
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