DJ Tao
What's up, are you scared?
Play the sound that the vagrants like

Colombian, what I like about you is your thug face
Welcome to Argentina, the land of Maradona
Of fernet, the barbecue, fashion maker
The mate, the folklore, let them fight or run
Come on, cousin, it's now

Hello, how are you? Good day
I'm very posh, just got back from the tour
I was going two hundred speeding in the little car on the avenue
With a face of what are you looking at
Or in case you didn't know, I know they imagine it
Dance now

She's not horny, no, she's very horny
She was devilish and now she's very devilish
My favorite food is delicious
I'm singing explicit lyrics in her ear

For the hitwomen, what I give them is a beating
The fools with the fools and the devils with the devils
Whoever crosses in the middle, I tear off their leg
My homies dance cumbia with their brains in samba
(My homies dance cumbia with their brains in samba, samba)

I added a new day to the week so they don't cut off the party
I perfume myself, I get dressed up so they can see how I walk
Don't cut off the party
She asks for a ransom and I give it to her
(Take it, twerk, take it)
Tonight at the Tropi
Call your friend, let her get on the bus
She smokes with a zombie face
And if they ask why
It's because she has some flowers
She breaks the dance floor
She breaks your hips

She's not horny, no, she's very horny
She was devilish and now she's very devilish
My favorite food is delicious
I'm singing explicit lyrics in her ear

I have outfits of all colors
I have perfume with rich smells
I cook for her with many flavors
We start another song, dude, nderakore
If I call, everyone reports with the laptop
I love business
For that I am agile, the anti fool
I handle myself alert and on the street I am skillful, versatile
If they look for war, the shots are all free
You will hear shots from the bottom to the mast, that's how it is
I'm a mix of Los Pibes Chorro with Damas Gratis
I'm chill

That in the Turreo Sessions a real thug was missing
This is Argentina
DJ Tao
What's up, are you scared?
They are keyboard thugs
7-2-3
And let it be clear, minors to the fullest
And pay attention
For the girls kisses and for the fools bursts of gunfire, thug

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