Tom Ford
Sticky M.A. Lyrics


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Yeah (uoh)
Yeah

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios
Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor
Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós (yeah)
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor

Tengo mucha mierda dando vuelta' a la cabeza (uoh)
Ya no saco temas, follaros me da pereza (yeah)
Si tú quieres matarme, voy a buscarte sin problema (uoh)
Me pongo la capucha de mi hoodie de Margiela

Yeh, voy a seguir dándote hasta que duela, yeh
Tú no te asustes cuando saque a la fiera, yeh (la fiera)
No me pillaron esos cerdos, palabra
He dejado atrás a Dios, soy lucero del alba

Eh, cuando me marche dejo detrás la niebla
Huelo a Tom Ford, en su cuarto siempre nieva (yeah)
No sé si toda esta mierda me compensa
Pero cuando veo tu culo, puta, se me pasa

Ey, pero cuando veo tu culo se me pasa (bitch)
Me dice que vaya pa' su casa
Pero antes voy a por grass, ahh

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios
Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós (yeah)
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor

Cuento los que quedan de verdad (yeah)
Ya solo confío en mis putos racks
Me hace falta un poco de relax (de relax)
Cuento los que quedan, no cap (no cap)

Tu culo rebotando, plas plas (plas plas)
Cuando me cojo a tu piba es a matar (es a matar)
Tú dime lo que quieras, yo veré lo que haré (haré)
Tus besos me queman como veneno en la piel

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios
Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)




Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós (yeah)
Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor

Overall Meaning

Sticky M.A.'s "Tom Ford" is a song about indulgence and living life on one's terms. The chorus features the lines "Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford," which translates to "Yo-yo, pain, I always smell like Tom Ford," expressing the luxurious and high-end lifestyle that the artist is living. He also seems to have turned his back on religion, singing "You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios," meaning "You love that, you love that, I don't talk to God anymore." The refrain "Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós" translates to "If the cops come, zoom zoom, goodbye," indicating that Sticky is not afraid of breaking the law and living life without boundaries.


In the first verse, Sticky talks about having a lot on his mind and not wanting to make music anymore. He also boasts that he will not be afraid to retaliate if someone tries to harm him. The line "Me pongo la capucha de mi hoodie de Margiela" means "I put on my Margiela hoodie" and adds to the image of him living a luxurious, fashionable life.


In the second verse, Sticky admits that he is unsure if his lifestyle is worth it, but he is immediately distracted by the sight of a woman's body. He seems to be torn between indulging his desires and questioning the worth of such indulgences.


Overall, the song portrays the image of someone living a life of excess and indulgence, without any regard for the rules of society. Sticky is bold and unapologetic, but also seems to be grappling with the moral implications of his choices.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo-yo, dolor, huelo siempre a Tom Ford
I always wear Tom Ford cologne and it's become part of my identity


You love that, you love that, ya no hablo con Dios
You love my lifestyle and I don't waste time talking to God anymore


Si viene la po-po, brum brum, adiós
If the police come, I'm outta here


Bien lejos tú y yo, a lo mejor es lo mejor
Maybe it's for the best if you and I are far away from each other


Tengo mucha mierda dando vuelta' a la cabeza
I have a lot of things going on in my head


Ya no saco temas, follaros me da pereza
I'm not making music anymore and I'm not interested in sleeping around


Si tú quieres matarme, voy a buscarte sin problema
If you want to kill me, I'm not afraid to confront you


Me pongo la capucha de mi hoodie de Margiela
I put on my Margiela hoodie with the hood up for protection


Yeh, voy a seguir dándote hasta que duela, yeh
I'm going to keep giving it to you until it hurts


Tú no te asustes cuando saque a la fiera, yeh (la fiera)
Don't be scared when I bring out the beast


No me pillaron esos cerdos, palabra
Those cops didn't catch me, I swear


He dejado atrás a Dios, soy lucero del alba
I've moved on from God and I'm now the morning star


Eh, cuando me marche dejo detrás la niebla
When I leave, I'll leave the confusion behind


Huelo a Tom Ford, en su cuarto siempre nieva
I smell like Tom Ford and it always feels like snowing in his room


No sé si toda esta mierda me compensa
I don't know if all of this is worth it


Pero cuando veo tu culo, puta, se me pasa
But when I see your ass, bitch, I forget about everything else


Me dice que vaya pa' su casa
She tells me to come over


Pero antes voy a por grass, ahh
But first, I need to get some weed


Cuento los que quedan de verdad
I count those who are really with me


Ya solo confío en mis putos racks
I only trust my money


Me hace falta un poco de relax (de relax)
I need to relax a bit


Cuento los que quedan, no cap (no cap)
I count those who are left, no lie


Tu culo rebotando, plas plas (plas plas)
Your ass bouncing, clap clap


Cuando me cojo a tu piba es a matar (es a matar)
When I have sex with your girl, I do it hard


Tú dime lo que quieras, yo veré lo que haré (haré)
You can say what you want, but I'll do what I want


Tus besos me queman como veneno en la piel
Your kisses burn me like poison on my skin




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Manuel Fernandez, Esteban Correa

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Comments from YouTube:

@agustinrojas3538

Que pena que no se le de reconocimiento a este temazo

@user-pu1mr3ov5r

Siempre vuelvo a este temonnnnnn❤

@soynego1771

Este disco es una pasada. La combinación perfecta de emoción y lisergia. Chapeau

@MeloDiazzz

La mejor del disco

@Th3Y41RAsSaSsInTM

Lo mejor de lo mejor

@javierbuendia4069

De los mejores temas del disco, grande Sticky y Steve.

@silentboyalmighty

One of my favs🔥🔥🔥

@manezequiel

Ou man, esto se va a esparcir mas por latinoamerica y va a explotar, cebadisimo, ojala sigas creciendo wacho

@marianoyasuarez2225

te quiero Manuel

@pablotoribioalfageme

este tema se merece un video

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