Tijuana - Emis Killa

Oggi il Sole sbuffa i suoi raggi nell’aria

E io affacciato alla finestra di casa

Lungo la strada sta passando Tijuana

Cento cuori infranti in coro gridano: «Mami, richiamami»

Lei invece tira dritto a passo svelto

Andando incontro ad un destino che non ha mai scelto (no, no)

Sguardo da futuro incerto e un passato hardcore

Ride e fuma con le amiche finché ha gli occhi bordeaux

In giro fino a che fa giorno

Fino a che le si spegne l’iPhone (brr)

Ferma il tempo quando entra nel club (oh)

Appariscente anche senza make-up

Con le tipe dice: «Io non mi ci trovo» (no, no)

Sarà perché ragiona come un uomo (oh)

Faccia da ghetto tipo J. Lo

Qua tutti sorridono, ma lei no

Canta la sirena

Come un sospiro mi parla di te

Cerco in strada la mia dea

Entro in un bar, faccio i conti con te (yeeh-ah)

Tu come una ballerina gitana

E una rosa sulla schiena (Tijuana)

Non resta neanche la cera

L’ultima candela si spegne, ma ti vedo ancora (Tijuana)

Tijuana fa la scema per tutta la sera

È tutta scena perché in fondo è seria (ohi)

Va in palestra da una vita intera

Però allena solo il fondoschiena (ahahah)

Non esce mai di casa se fa freddo (ehi)

Piuttosto resta tutto il giorno a letto (ehi)

In fissa con la sua serie TV (TV)

Mangia schifezze e aspetta il venerdì

Per farsi bella, Celine e Chanel

Saluta mamma e resta fuori tutto il weekend

E alla fine dei giochi tutti KO (KO)

Tutti sembrano zombi, però lei no (lei no)

Canta la sirena

Come un sospiro mi parla di te

Cerco in strada la mia dea

Entro in un bar, faccio i conti con te (yeeh-ah)

Tu come una ballerina gitana

E una rosa sulla schiena (Tijuana)

Non resta neanche la cera

L’ultima candela si spegne, ma ti vedo ancora

Per strada tutti guardano Tijuana (Tijuana)

Lei prima fa le fusa e poi li sbrana

La notte in giro non fa mai la brava (nah)

Chiama un’amica, dorme fuori casa (rrah)

Per strada tutti guardano Tijuana (oh)

Lei prima fa le fusa e poi li sbrana (oh)

La notte in giro non fa mai la brava (oh)

Chiama un’amica, dorme fuori casa e (oh)

Ah-ahi, papi, que rider-

Canta la sirena

Come un sospiro mi parla di te

Cerco in strada la mia dea

Entro in un bar, faccio i conti con te (yeeh-ah)

Tu come una ballerina gitana

E una rosa sulla schiena (Tijuana)

Non resta neanche la cera

L’ultima candela si spegne, ma ti vedo ancora (Tijuana)

Today the Sun puffs its rays into the air

And I looking out the window of the house

Tijuana is passing along the road

A hundred broken hearts in chorus shout: "Mami, call me back"

Instead, she pulls straight ahead at a brisk pace

Going to meet a destiny that she never chose (no, no)

An uncertain future look and a hardcore past

She laughs and smokes with her friends as long as she has burgundy eyes

Around until daylight

Until she turns off her iPhone (brr)

Stop the time when she walk into the club (oh)

Flashy even without make-up

With the girls she says: "I'm not there" (no, no)

It will be because she thinks like a man (oh)

J-Lo ghetto face

Everyone smiles here, but she doesn't

She sings the siren

Like a sigh she talks to me about you

I look for my goddess in the street

I walk into a bar, I deal with you (yeeh-ah)

You as a gypsy dancer

And a rose on my back (Tijuana)

Not even the wax remains

The last candle goes out, but I still see you (Tijuana)

Tijuana is stupid all evening

It's all scene because after all it's serious (ohi)

He's been going to the gym all his life

But she only trains the bottom (hahaha)

She never leaves the house when it's cold (hey)

Rather stay all day in bed (hey)

Fixed with his TV series of her (TV)

She eats junk and waits for Friday

To make yourself beautiful, Celine and Chanel

Say hello to mom and stay out all weekend

And at the end of the game all KO (KO)

Everyone looks like zombies, but she doesn't (she doesn't)

Sing the siren

Like a sigh he speaks to me about you

I look for my goddess in the street

I walk into a bar, I deal with you (yeeh-ah)

You as a gypsy dancer

And a rose on my back (Tijuana)

Not even the wax remains

The last candle goes out, but I can still see you

On the street everybody looks at Tijuana (Tijuana)

She purrs first and then tears them to pieces

The night around is never good (nah)

Call a friend, she sleeps outside the home (rrah)

On the street everybody looks at Tijuana (oh)

She purrs first and then she tears them apart (oh)

The night around is never good (oh)

Call a friend, sleep outside the home and (oh)

Ah-ouch, papi, que rider-

Sing the siren

Like a sigh he speaks to me about you

I look for my goddess in the street

I walk into a bar, I deal with you (yeeh-ah)

You as a gypsy dancer

And a rose on my back (Tijuana)

Not even the wax remains

The last candle goes out, but I still see you (Tijuana)