Aventador English translation
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Baby you're gone, say what's in it for you?
I'll get in the Aventador and drive away from you
And she wants Gucci, Louis and Yves Saint Laurent
And I'll sing her a song under her balcony
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Baby you're gone, say what's in it for you?
I'll get in the Aventador and drive away from you
And she wants Gucci, Louis and Yves Saint Laurent
And I'll sing her a song under her balcony

Am I driving a Lambo or a Ferrari today?
So many bitches texting me (yeah, yeah)
Do I meet up with Anna or Melanie? (Yes Yes Yes)
Or do I meet both of them?

Playboy with style, cash and sympathy
I don't need to prove anything
Fashion from Paris or Italy
Babe I can't stay long


I come to her door, she hears the sound
She comes out and the double doors open
Babe, get in and make yourself comfortable
We drive 30 so everyone can see us

Baby you're gone, say what's in it for you?
I'll get in the Aventador and drive away (I'll drive away)
And she wants Gucci, Louis and Yves Saint Laurent
And I sing her a song under her balcony (yes, yes, yes)

Yes, I'll pick you up, what Uber ride? (Above)
Whether in the Aventador or Huracán (wrrm)
Heh, she puts on her loubous (ah)
She loves my voice because the top lines are like Bruno Mars

It doesn't matter whether it's Bogotá or Cancún
The bank never closes for me
Let's do things on a beach
Do things to yourself that no other man will do to you

You're not just any person (no)
Heh, I still have room on my lap (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wasn't waiting under your balcony for nothing
Because yes, it has to be worth it, so baby, let's go


Baby you're gone, say what's in it for you? (Say, what's in it for you, yeah?)
I'll get in the Aventador and drive away (yeah, I'll drive away, yeah)
And she wants Gucci, Louis and Yves Saint Laurent (she wants Yves Saint Laurent, yeah)
And I'll sing her a song under her balcony
Start again

Baby you're gone, say what's in it for you? (Say, what's in it for you, yeah?)
I'll get in the Aventador and drive away (yeah, I'll drive away, yeah)
And she wants Gucci, Louis and Yves Saint Lauren (she wants Yves Saint Laurent, yeah)
And I'll sing her a song under her balcony
Start again