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Description
A nightclub as a catwalk for the ego: shiny watches, expensive clothes, and repetitive phrases like “don't fall in love, make money.” The vocals are as if painted in neon outlines - bold, dandyish, and with a clear excess of bragging; the whole scene seems like a theater of bad actors, where the tuning forks are diamonds and loud lines about “money” are more like hyperbole than a plan of action. It's a dance between vulgarity and charm, where false confidence becomes a comical accessory, and sincere intimacy remains somewhere behind the scenes. The result is like looking at someone through a shop window: the glamour sells the image, but inside you can still hear the rhythm that makes you move, laugh, and suspect that behind the mask there may also be fatigue.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo hago palo y tengo palo por si alguno se disfraza de gusano.
Bajaron veinte varos, veinte bichotas como Karol. Aquí todos follan y dan disparos.
Ropa y vino caro, bajen hembra, bajen guaro, que me llevo a la más linda de la disco. Me dicen
Wembanyama, yo le juego bajo el aro.
Llegaron los papis como pa' los tiempos de los hip hop. Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar.
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta. Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala.
Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta. Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar.
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta. Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala.
Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta. Entro con cien brothers, cien kilos, cien balas. Me siento Dianela
Russell en Dallas. Tu mai no quería un rapero ni tu pai una hija mala.
Bendita maldición, que los planes se le truncaran y ahora estemos en la pista a ciento veinte en la motora.
Tú eres mía pa' siempre, aunque pase el tiempo y las modas. La chupo a mil kilómetros por hora. Ye, dame el mechero, voy a prender un
Yoda. Dame el mechero, voy a prender una chimenea.
Yo sí soy tóxico, yo sí que te pongo correa. Tú eres mi Carlos dutti, yo soy el que te campea.
Ni con la pinga en la boca se mutea. Le dije: "Si rompes el silence que sea pa' mejorarlo".
Fue decirle eso y empezó a gemir más alto.
Se puso a temblar y a gritar como si le dieran un infarto y me puse más cachondo, estoy enfermo.
Repetiría contigo como un loop, desayuno con café, totito, tiramisú. What the fuck? Te ves mucho mejor que en
YouTube. Quiero que pongan una foto de tu culo en mi ataúd. Pa' subir bendecido. Uy.
Pa' que todo el mundo sepa bien lo rico que he comido.
Yo no vine a jugar, babe, no calientes lo mío. Se lo meto con la chain pa' dar efecto frío.
Y es un tolete, esa tola solo sirve de juguete. Ma, yo soy la cabra, tu novio no le mete.
El corillo va repleto del amor, nos fuimos al garete. Mami, al gare.
Tengo palo, tengo party. Si yo salgo, mami, nadie sale. No soy Héctor, pero soy tu father.
Toma bofetá, eh. Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar.
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta. Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala.
Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta. Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar.
Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta. Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala.
Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta. Si entramos en la disco, le da la toticardia a todas las nenas lindas.
Solo glamour, mami.
El combo está fuerte, esto parece un concurso de Mister Olympia, sí.
Si andas en busca de un chamaco malo, baby, hoy estás de suerte. Ando con la
Panther y con Lucho y también con las balas halo. Prr, prr, prr, prrr.
Yo soy somalía, tengo una pistola mitad Wilson por si encuentro al chiquillaje de la flecha dando vueltas por el área. Quiero una latina, otra canaria.
Mi bicho puede con babies simultáneas, así que tíramelas todas.
Menos a las que anden buscando boda. Tiene novio, pero que se joda. Hoy vamos a formar un bobo.
Desde que probó el canario, baby, mmm, ya no le gustan los godos, eso es normal, mami.
A Cupido que me le banda.
Toy rublé cogiendo cuero.
Ando suelto por la calle, todas me ven lindo con dinero, hijueputa.
Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar. Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta.
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala. Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta.
Tú me Cupido, a mí nadie me va a enamorar. Yo hago dinero, el amor se gasta.
Pero esta mujer me mira como que quiere bala. Yo con una punto cuarenta, baby rasta.
English translation
I make a stick and I have a stick in case someone dresses up as a worm.
Twenty rods came down, twenty bugs like Karol. Here everyone fucks and shoots.
Expensive clothes and wine, come down female, come down guaro, I'm taking the prettiest girl in the club. they tell me
Wembanyama, I play him under the hoop.
The daddies arrived like for the times of hip hop. You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you.
I make money, love is spent. But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet.
Me with a point forty, baby rasta. You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you.
I make money, love is spent. But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet.
Me with a point forty, baby rasta. I came in with a hundred brothers, a hundred kilos, a hundred bullets. I feel Dianela
Russell in Dallas. Your mother didn't want a rapper nor did your father want a bad daughter.
Blessed damn, his plans were cut short and now we are on the track at 120 on the motorboat.
You are mine forever, even if time and fashions pass. I suck it at a thousand kilometers per hour. Ye, give me the lighter, I'm going to light a
Yoda. Give me the lighter, I'm going to light a fireplace.
Yes, I am toxic, I do put a leash on you. You are my Carlos Dutti, I am the one who champions you.
Not even with a cock in his mouth does he mute. I told him: "If you break the silence, let it be to improve it."
He told her that and started moaning louder.
He started shaking and screaming like he was having a heart attack and I got even more horny, I'm sick.
I would repeat with you like a loop, breakfast with coffee, totito, tiramisu. What the fuck? You look much better than in
YouTube. I want a picture of your ass put on my coffin. To go up blessed. Oops.
So that everyone knows how delicious I have eaten.
I didn't come to play, babe, don't bother me. I put it in with the chain to give it a cold effect.
And it's a tolete, that tole only serves as a toy. Ma, I'm the goat, your boyfriend doesn't mess with it.
The chorus is full of love, we went to hell. Mommy, to the garage.
I have a stick, I have a party. If I go out, mommy, no one goes out. I'm not Héctor, but I am your father.
Take slap, huh. You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you.
I make money, love is spent. But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet.
Me with a point forty, baby rasta. You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you.
I make money, love is spent. But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet.
Me with a point forty, baby rasta. If we go into the disco, it gives all the pretty girls the toticardia.
Just glamour, mommy.
The combo is strong, this looks like a Mister Olympia contest, yes.
If you're looking for a bad guy, baby, you're in luck today. I walk with the
Panther and with Lucho and also with the halo bullets. Prr, prr, prr, prrr.
I'm Somali, I have a half-Wilson pistol in case I find the arrow kid hanging around the area. I want a Latina, another Canarian.
My bug can handle simultaneous babies, so throw them all at me.
Except for those who are looking for a wedding. She has a boyfriend, but screw him. Today we are going to form a fool.
Since he tried the canary, baby, mmm, he doesn't like goths anymore, that's normal, mommy.
To Cupid who tells me.
Toy rublé taking leather.
I'm loose on the street, everyone sees me as cute with money, son of a bitch.
You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you. I make money, love is spent.
But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet. Me with a point forty, baby rasta.
You Cupid me, no one is going to make me fall in love with you. I make money, love is spent.
But this woman looks at me like she wants a bullet. Me with a point forty, baby rasta.