May 19, 2024

Eladio Carrion, J Balvin – TATA (Lyrics & English Translation)

Listen to the song and read the Spanish Lyrics and English Translation of “TATA” interpreted by Eladio Carrion feat. J Balvin.

About This Song

Artist: Eladio Carrion
Featuring: J Balvin
Song: Tata
Translation:
Genre: trap
Album: Monarca
Released Date: January 8, 2021

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Lyrics:

English Translation

Wuh (Wuh, wuh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

The flip flops are Off-White, the bath robe is Gucci
Thug friends, not like Tata
The street is hot like a bonfire
That one tried, but when they try

*Pew* to their feet, we make them dance bachata
Always high, Hakuna Matata
The MP5 scares you as f**k
When the “ra-ta-ta-ta” sounds

She says my name, never my face
They talk, but have no data
I’m in LA with my X6
Why you so thirsty? You need some water

With the conne from Mexico, yeah, the medic
Drinking Henny Horchata
Don’t call me for tantrums
Revolution, that’s of Satan

If it’s to make money, I’m going headfirst
Yeah, yeah, yeah, like Zlatan
I have my heart like my neck, cold
December in Manhattan

They say that they’re in a movie
But their movie is the pirate version
Lots of tin, money or bullets
Smoking mata, yeah

The flip flops are Off-White, the bath robe is Gucci
Thug friends, not like Tata
The street is hot like a bonfire
That one tried, but when they try
*Pew* to their feet, we make them dance bachata
Always high, Hakuna Matata

(J Balvin, man)
To make history, that’s what it’s about
Your movie is fake and therefore cheap
I’m the same, only with more money
Y’all are good, but the ego kills you, uh

Millonaire without a tie
José always has it high
We take it easy, Hakuna Matata
Eating a J Balvin meal with potatoes

Everything’s right, chillin’ with my girl
In the scarlet red Ferrari, uh
I’m on fire like a bonfire
Even a stewardess is earning more than you

Here it is not asked how much is spent
I don’t smoke mata, but leaves like a rasta
My life is a movie, I’m becoming a filmmaker right now

This is not enough for me, I want more money
Yuck! I don’t treat with those rats
In Paris, and I’m not talking about Rat (-atouille)
That bad face gives them on evidence

Mine is of gold, yours is of tin
Mine is real, yours is pirate
That’s what the candidate is about
Today I want a Spanish and a Croatian girl (J Balvin, man)

The flip flops are Off-White, the bath robe is Gucci
Thug friends, not like Tata
The street is hot like a bonfire
That one tried, but when they try

*Pew* to their feet, we make them dance bachata
Always high, Hakuna Matata
The MP5 scares you as f**k
When the “ra-ta-ta-ta” sounds

Spanish Lyrics

Wuh (Wuh, wuh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata
La calle caliente como fogata
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan:

*Pew* pa’ lo’ pie’, ello’ bailan bachata
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata
MP5 te deja trinco
Cuando suena ese ra-ta-ta-ta

Dice mi nombre, nunca mi cara
Hablan, no tienen data
Estoy en LA con mi X6
Why you so thirsty? You need some water

Con la conne de México, sí, el médico
Tomando Henny Horchata
No me llamen pa’ bochinche’
Revoluce’, que еso e’ de Satán

Si е’ pa’ hacer dinero, voy de cabeza
Sí, sí, sí, como Zlatan
Tengo el corazón como el cuello, frío
Diciembre en Manhattan

Dicen que tienen movie
Pero su movie e’ la versión pirata
Mucha lata, plomo o plata
Fumando mata, yeah

Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata
La calle caliente como fogata
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan
*Pew* pa’ lo’ pies, ello’ bailan bachata
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata

(J Balvin, man)
De hacer historia, de eso se trata
Tu movie e’ falsa y por ende, barata
Yo soy el mismo, solo que con má’ plata
Ustede’ son bueno’, pero el ego los mata, uh

Millo sin corbata
José siempre la tiene en alta
Andamo’ tranquilo’, Hakuna Matata
Comiéndome un J Balvin meal con patata’

‘Tá to’ bien, chillin’ con mi gata
En el Ferrari rojo escarlata, uh
Prendío’ como fogata
Más que tú está ganando una azafata

Aquí no se pregunta cuánto se gasta
No fumo mata, pero pura hoja como un rasta
Mi vida es una película, ya mismo me vuelvo cineasta

Esto no me basta, yo quiero más pasta
Fuchi, de lejito’ con las rata’
En París, no estoy hablando de Rata (-touille)
Esa mala cara los delata

Lo mío es de oro, lo tuyo es de lata
Lo mío es real, lo tuyo es pirata
A eso va la candidata
Hoy quiero una española y una croata-ta-ta (J Balvin, man)

Off-White la’ chancla’, Gucci la’ bata’
Amigo’ delincuente’, no como Tata
La calle caliente como fogata
Aquel trató, pero cuando tratan

*Pew* pa’ lo’ pie’, ello’ bailan bachata
Siempre en nota, Hakuna Matata
MP5 te deja trinco
Cuando suena ese ra-ta-ta-ta

Credits: Original Lyrics were taken from genius.com and we translated this song from Spanish to English.

External Links

Official album for Eladio Carrion “Monarca” is available on:
https://rimas.io/Monarca

Follow Eladio Carrion on:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/_eladiocarrion/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Eladio-Carrion-631885010266701/

Follow J Balvin on:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jbalvin/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/JBALVIN
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JBalvinOficial/

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