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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Vocals
Yotuel
Yotuel
Vocals
Pedrito Martinez
Pedrito Martinez
Drums
Scott Harris
Scott Harris
Guitar
Manuel Marquez
Manuel Marquez
Drums
Mike Rodriguez
Mike Rodriguez
Trumpet
Sebastian Natal
Sebastian Natal
Bass
Yeissonn Villamar
Yeissonn Villamar
Piano
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Songwriter
Yotuel
Yotuel
Songwriter
Scott Harris
Scott Harris
Songwriter
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Producer
Steve Xia
Steve Xia
Recording Engineer
Nicky Young
Nicky Young
Assistant Engineer
Manny Maroquin
Manny Maroquin
Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Esto e' Camila Cabello Y Yotuel en la casa na má' Lola Was the smartest in the school, she was a supernova She had a mind beyond her time, it was a thrill to know her She had dreams she'd fall in love, some place like Barcelona Lola, Lola, Lola She coulda walked on the moon, yeah She coulda found us a cure But family didn't have no food, and She had to leave school to work Nobody breaks the ceiling Nobody where she's from Nobody breaks the ceiling, yeah Nobody's listening, so she won't speak, won't speak All of those dreams are fading slowly, slowly She knows the stories 'bout the police, police It's just the way it is, so don't speak, don't speak Lola She believed the world they promised her, but now she's older She's seen the people disagree and disappear The power's out for days, no food is on its way Nothing changes, this ain't the dream they sold us Lola, Lola, Lola She coulda walked on the moon, yeah Coulda found us a cure But she worried about her children 90 miles 'til the shore Nobody breaks the ceiling Nobody where she's from Nobody breaks the ceiling, yeah, nobody Nobody's listening, so she won't speak, won't speak All of those dreams are fading slowly, slowly She knows the stories 'bout the police, police It's just the way it is, so don't speak, don't speak Se pone bien bonita, como lista pa un desfile Le prometieron ser la reina del Caribe Pero alguien le cambió el guión de cine Y comenzar de nuevo solo pide Del bajo mundo ella proviene ¿Cuánto vales, cuánto tienes? Ese es el precio de mi Lola cuando no hay salida Quiere libertad, quiere patria y vida Nobody's listening, so she won't speak, won't speak All of those dreams are fading slowly, slowly She knows the stories 'bout the police, police It's just the way it is, so don't speak, don't speak Quiso sacarse el dolor matando a su corazón Ella soñaba volar, pero el avión nunca despegó Cuánto sufre el paso'el tiempo y siempre sola ¿En mi Habana cuántas Lolas?
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