Ok, here comes La Suma with my buddy Javier Rosas
Cheer up!
Ha, ha-ay, hey, Lupe!

And how are we doing, buddy Lupe?

We're going a thousand per million
Said an old man in the early morning
Buddy, I can't stand how good it feels
Right now not even sleep slows me down

Because I'm really crazy and really awake
I like the tone
Very good corridos

And give it, my buddy, Javier!

The atmosphere was very good
The kids were dancing in a palapa
Through the radios they murmured
The points at a hundred all reported

There was joy and very good harmony
The night was coming
And it was dawning

Ice wasn't needed for the Tecates
For the Buchanan's
The cold was exaggerated
And only with a bonfire it was well enjoyed
There were women in abundance
The best cocaine was rolling (ha, ha-ay, man)

Like it's nothing, buddy Lupe
Up with Sonora, man

It was a narco-party
All very private and few guests
In a shady ranch
There in the Sierra
Near the border

Well, it was the birthday of an old man
Who is new people from Navo York

From where else, buddy Lupe?
That's right, man
Up with Sonora, the Sierra and Chihuahua too
Just like that, cousin, cheer up!
And Sinaloa, man
Wow!

There were government people
Dressed in civilian clothes and unarmed
Perimeters all around
The points were very well located

Even a president was there
And with the old man he kept toasting (ha, ha, oh, people!)

The celebrated looked very well, relaxed
And dressed in black
Carried a super 11
Gold-plated, well diamond-studded
Latest model Cherokee, very well equipped
From afar it was clear it was armored

I'll give you a hint
So you can figure out who I'm referring to
Three numbers make up his code
Starts with 0, ends with 0
If you add 1 to 1
You'll get the number that goes in the middle

Ha ha
Cheers, man
I'm staying, relative, La Suma
Buddy Lupe Borbón, Javier Rosas
Cheer up, man, only forward

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