Mr. October (English Translation) Lyrics by Bad Bunny

Bad Bunny Lyrics

Embark on a lyrical translation of emotions with Mr. October by Bad Bunny, where the English rendition unveils the poetic depth of his Spanish lyrics. In this translated experience, Bad Bunny's verses become a melodic journey, offering listeners a nuanced understanding of the emotions and narratives embedded in each line.

Bad Bunny - Mr. October Lyrics

Intro
Money Wayy

Chorus
Ey
Sometimes I wish I'd go broke to start hustling all over again
And become a millionaire again, watch how I move
Watch how I move, I changed the game
Talk to me about money and I’ll be there at once, ey, if not, we'll talk later
Sometimes I wish I'd go broke to start hustling all over again
And become a millionaire again, watch how I move
Watch how I move, I changed the game
I don't owe anyone money ey, ey

Verse
Walking on the moon, Michael Jackson
Mr. October, Rеggie Jackson
Look at my jeans, they’rе not from PacSun, no
That’s for when I was in the streets, now they're AMIRI
Your thing is all the gossip and I don’t see the point
I light a Z, Z-Diddy
Ey, the beat is horny, Hydro went crazy
Jacket Louis V, it was Virgil who spoke
Out of control, real crazy, Yan Block
We have a mafia, we have a plan
Carruso, don’t look for trouble, the Glock will sound, ey
Broke and revved up, I swear I would dare
I go down to Amoh, buy a piece and try it with you
They don’t have the balls to go to war, nah, they don’t have the guts
You’re not mine, I don’t take any of you, no
I don’t take any of you, ey
I came down all dressed up, in all black, Tom Ford
Ferrari, I don't like Ford
I have your slut on all fours
Sucking underneath the comforter
She’s happy, in her comfort zone
She brought her cousin, we had a threesome
Baby, you hang with the one
And he who hangs with the chosen, ey, yes
And I hang with Beto in LA, ey
Smoking Pikkoro
The babes know I'm wild, that I'm naughty
You’re the most gangster, bitch, but in court you’re Figaro, eh-eh, ey
This is for those who hate me, for those who adore me
Time is gold, and in gold and diamonds, they tell you my hour
We’re billing like a shepherd
I don't get excited finding a bill in the dryer anymore
I feel like I already passed GTA, what the fuck do I do now?