This is the omertá, ah
The Devil’
I go with Artillery
I came out and I’m turning it off’ (They know)
A Phillie scoundrel’ she’s enlisting him’ (Bellaca)
I’m going to detonate it, I’m thinking about it
I go out every day, I’m looking for this bastard (Barquilla)
Crossing it off the list
In the disco a perreo, a guayoteo
Invite your friend for tea (Las diabla’)
If your cat gets rough, I’ll make him ugly (Are you crazy?)
She likes a puppet, she wants to mess around, -eo (Los Diablo’)
I go out to the track grooming (Always), 40 on my waist and perfume (Campeando)
Don’t look at my shorty because he let you down (Huelebicho)
Wow, if I get the forty for the box I’ll be fooled (for the floor)
I got screwed for this (Ah?)
I give it to you, I don’t lend it (No, bastard)
Whoever snores me, I put him to bed
Laughing I get upset when I see an ass of respect
Two, three, four, five, six bitch’ in the club
If the bug touches me, be careful, that’s the Glock
Sticks in the disco, designer dressed me
She came down with a gistro, in the VIP she took it out of me
I’m going to do to you what he doesn’t do to you (Never)
When is the day going to be that I’m going to see you? (When?)
It’s no longer in the car, now in the hotel (Always)
Little girl, I look at her and she leaks honey (Bellaca)
He wants me and not you (Barquilla), his friend is there as a witness
I don’t watch her, but I link her on the networks (Always)
You know what I tell you, wherever I go I chase you (I follow you)
Ready for the runway, I want a magazine model
If not, let him get dressed (Well, badass)
To fuck she is ready (she is mine)
What the hell are you looking at? Now we are an ‘artist’
I give it, it doesn’t come away
I’m going to do to you what he doesn’t do to you (He doesn’t)
When is the day going to be that I’m going to see you? (When baby?)
I’m no longer in the car, now in the hotel (Ah)
Little girl, I look at her and she leaks honey (Bee honey)
I’m going to do to you what he doesn’t do to you
When is the day going to be that I’m going to see you? (When baby?)
I’m no longer in the car, now in the hotel (Ah)
Little girl, I look at her and she leaks honey
She wants guata (she wants), ‘esnúa
A little group ‘e bellaquita’ picks’ (Las diabla’)
He went to the club, he’s looking for a sugar
But I pay for it, I activate the mischief (The revenge)
She wants guata-uba, uba-uba-guata
She gets carried away, I throw ‘for’ the can
New bus, the ‘esbarata (No, bastard)
She kisses with her friend and they are not a paw (Ah)
Two, three, four, five, six whores’ in the club (Las diabla’)
If she touches my bug, be careful that’s the Glock
Sticks in the disco, designer dressed me
She came down with a gistro, in the VIP she took it out of me (Bellaca)
Two, three, four, five, six bitch’ in the club
If the bug touches me, be careful, that’s the Glock
Sticks in the disco, designer dressed me
She came down with a gistro, in the VIP she took it from me
Bellaca
Tell me, damn
AndoConJon, Kongreezy, ah
Tell me, MVSIS
From the cross
Tell me, Bassyy, you bastard
The Devil’
I’m with the Doctor and we have all the prescription, did you hear?
Motherfucker, the real ‘devil’
You don’t have to talk much
We are what you are and you are ours and the villains too
The Devil’
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