More songs by Myke Towers
Description
Vocals: L-Gante
Producer: Cheo Beatz
Mastering Engineer: Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer: Jaycen Joshua
Unknown: Julio "Bati" Emmanuel Batista Santos
Vocals: Myke Towers
A& R Direction: Natalie Cotton
Composer: Elián Ángel Valenzuela
Composer: Jose Rafael Arce Rodriguez JR.
Composer: Julio Emmanuel Batista Santos
Composer: Michael Torres
Composer: Orlando J. Cepeda Matos
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dice
Young Kingz, baby
Esto es pa to mi gente en Chile, Perú y Argentina
Pa toa' las calle', pa toa' las esquina'
Dice
Ella lo baila, lo mueve, menea y lo sacude
Esto es un party de gánster', los chotas que circulen
Cubre las paca' en la caleta, que se pudren
Prendo en la disco porque quiero que se nuble
Llueve el dinero si ella twerkea ese culo
Con o sin prenda', estoy brillando hasta en lo oscuro
Ellos salieron como vos, son fatulo'
Cuando vienen con careta', yo de una los depuro
Ah, les tiro el líquido, yo vivo nítido
Cuando me escriben, le' respondo modo efímero
Antes andaba por el barrio en velocípedo
Si ves la máquina, se te va a ir el oxígeno
Baby, tú sígueno
Si te mandaron a setear, tú solo dímelo
Ta la pandilla entera puesta pa'l dinero (easy money)
Habla claro, mami, ¿qué es lo que tú quiere'? (Ah)
La consigo puritime, nos burlamos del retén
Toy conectao con la mafia, no importa dónde esté
Las bajo pa PR y las meto pa LV
Cabrón, tu amor platónico es mi TBT
Y los cuento' no me creen, ¿que cuánto me busqué?
Me quieren pantallar con la que ya yo ejecuté
Me quiero ir pa la Q con una baby en el Coupé
O si no pa Argentina, pa perrearle RKT, ey-yo
Eh, taba fumando pasto en la esquina del barrio
Educando a los guacho', haciendo billete' sin horario
Siempre ignorando los comentario', buscando lo monetario
Porque queremos hacerno millonario'
Haciendo música pa sonar en la radio
Pa evitar problema' innecesario'
Siempre ando con una que se inyectó los labio'
Toda mi banda ya sabe de lo que hablo
Tamo en ritmo full-time, compi, yo tengo mi gente
Me calzo las Nike y salgo con lo demente
Yo ando fumado, volado de la mente
Me conocen porque traje el movimiento con un ritmo diferente
Pégate pa ver qué se siente
Siempre deportivo y elegante
Yo no compro con falso' maleante'
Dale, turra, movelo pa'trá y pa'delante
Toda la plata-ta, coqueta-ta
Bellaca, anticareta
Yo me la busqué, salí de preso y me pegué
Compré do' limusina', pero ahora quiero tre
Ella lo baila y lo mueve, menea y lo sacude
Esto es un party de gánster', los chotas que circulen
Mándale mecha, que andamo de lune' a lunes
Prendo en la disco porque quiero que se nuble
Llueve el dinero si ella twerkea ese culo
Con o sin prenda', estoy brillando hasta en lo oscuro
Ellos salieron como vos, son fatulo'
Cuando vienen con careta', yo de una los depuro
Myke Towers
L-Gante, ¿qué e' lo que e'?
Maxi El Brother, pa
Cumbia 420 pa los negro', ah
Omar Varela
English translation
says
Young Kingz, baby
This is for my people in Chile, Peru and Argentina
For all the streets, for all the corners
says
She dances it, moves it, shakes it and shakes it
This is a gangster party, the kids that circulate
Cover the bales in the cove, they rot
I turn on the disco because I want it to get cloudy
Money rains if she twerks that ass
With or without garment, I'm shining even in the dark
They came out like you, they are foolish
When they come with a mask, I purify them in one go
Ah, I throw the liquid at them, I live clearly
When they write to me, I respond in an ephemeral way
I used to ride around the neighborhood on a velocipede.
If you see the machine, your oxygen will go away
Baby, you follow me
If they sent you to set up, just tell me
The whole gang is dedicated to money (easy money)
Speak clearly, mommy, what do you want? (Ah)
I get it puritime, we make fun of the catch
Toy connected with the mafia, no matter where he is
I take them down for PR and put them in for LV
Bastard, your platonic love is my TBT
And I tell them they don't believe me, how much did I look for myself?
They want to screen me with the one I already executed
I want to go to Q with a baby in the Coupé
Or if not for Argentina, to screw RKT, hey-yo
Hey, I was smoking grass on the corner of the neighborhood
Educating the 'guacho', making tickets' without a schedule
Always ignoring the comments, looking for the monetary
Because we want to become a millionaire
Making music to play on the radio
To avoid 'unnecessary' problems
I'm always with someone who injected her lips.
My whole band already knows what I'm talking about
I work in a full-time rhythm, compi, I have my people
I put on my Nikes and I go out with the crazy
I'm high, crazy
They know me because I brought the movement with a different rhythm
Hit it up to see what it feels like
Always sporty and elegant
I don't buy from a fake 'thug'
Go ahead, move it back and forth
All the money, flirtatious
Bellaca, anti-mask
I asked for it, I got out of prison and I got hit
I bought two limousines, but now I want three
She dances it and moves it, shakes it and shakes it
This is a gangster party, the kids that circulate
Send him a fuse, we walk from Monday to Monday
I turn on the disco because I want it to get cloudy
Money rains if she twerks that ass
With or without garment, I'm shining even in the dark
They came out like you, they are foolish
When they come with a mask, I purify them in one go
Mike Towers
L-Ghent, what is that?
Maxi El Brother, pa
Cumbia 420 for the blacks, ah
Omar Varela