La Roca
D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionaire
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah
Tengo un pinky ring que cuesta más que tu mano
Nadie me madruga porque siempre despierto temprano
También tengo un par de millone' muy bien guardado'
Con impuestos pago' en un banco norteamericano, yeah
Pasa el tiempo, pero no bajan las paca'
La vaca sigue engordando, no se quiere poner flaca, no
Tú apostaste tu dinero en mi contra
Los perdiste, huelebicho, es élite hasta mi sombra
Tú me ve' y siempre te asombra'
No sé, compai, pero se cae to' el que me nombra
Austin Santos es mi nombre, te cabe grande en tu boca
No te asombre' si en par de año' me mudo pa' Londres, Soca
Con limón los toco, yo siempre les doy lo que les toca
Tengo a Dwayne Johnson diciéndome que soy la roca, yap
Jajajaja, huelebicho
No sales conmigo, tú misma gente te lo ha dicho
Siempre Rolex, nunca G-Shock
Tenía ganas de gastar y compré un Richard por capricho
De plash los aterrizo en el piso como un piloto
Figura pública y no me gustan las foto'
Tu jeva se montó en la moto
Me puso en la espalda to' ese toto
De chamaquito tengo un sistema numérico
Que si no gano, y pierdo, yo me pongo histérico
Rompiendo espalda', y no soy Jericho
Tengo oro en mi cuello más puro que un kilo de perico, y
Date un pase pa' que goce'
Que este polvo está mejor que el de tu case
Y dile a tu jefe, que no me conoce
Que a la jeva de él le damo' en diferentes pose', yah
Ella quiere fumar, ella quiere hueler
Yo no huelo, pero su deseo se lo puedo conceder
Quiere irse a las milla', amanecer en una villa
Quiere alcohol y quiere pastilla', baoh
Ella es una sucia
Guerrillera, parece de Rusia
Me ve y se pone lucía'
Por eso es que siempre cuenta con mi astucia, -ucia, prra
Austin, baby
Yaoh, Arcángel, pa
Prra, yah, yay
Yo soy La Maravilla, cabrón, jajaja
El hermano de Justin, pai
Yeah
Pra-pra-prra
Papi es papi, yah (Just-in-Time)
Papá (Flow Factory)
Es papá
It's The Beatllionaire
This the 144 shit
La Calma
Yeah
EHXX The Professor dando clases
The Rock
D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionaire
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah
I got a pinky ring that costs more than your whole hand
No one wakes me up because I always wake up early
I also have a couple million well hidden
With taxes paid in an American bank, yeah
Time goes by, but the stacks don't go down
The cow keeps getting fatter, she doesn't want to get skinny, no
You bet your money against me
You lost, punk, I'm elite even to my shadow
You see me and you're always amazed
I don't know, buddy, but everyone who mentions me falls
Austin Santos is my name, it doesn't fit in your mouth
Don't be surprised if in a couple of years I move to London, Soca
I touch them with lemon, I always give them what they deserve
I have Dwayne Johnson telling me I'm the rock, yup
Hahahaha, punk
You don't hang out with me, your own people have told you
Always Rolex, never G-Shock
I felt like spending and bought a Richard out of whim
I land them on the floor like a pilot
Public figure and I don't like photos
Your girl got on the bike
Put all that ass on my back
Since I was a kid I have a numerical system
That if I don't win, and I lose, I get hysterical
Breaking backs, and I'm not Jericho
I have gold on my neck purer than a kilo of coke, and
Take a hit so you can enjoy
Because this powder is better than what you have
And tell your boss, he doesn't know me
That we give it to his girl in different positions, yeah
She wants to smoke, she wants to sniff
I don't sniff, but I can grant her wish
She wants to go to the miles, wake up in a villa
She wants alcohol and pills, damn
She's a dirty one
Guerrilla, looks like she's from Russia
She sees me and gets all excited
That's why she always counts on my cunning, -unning, b*tch
Austin, baby
Yaoh, Arcángel, pa
B*tch, yeah, yay
I'm The Wonder, b*stard, hahaha
Justin's brother, man
Yeah
B*tch-b*tch-b*tch
Daddy is daddy, yeah (Just-in-Time)
Papa (Flow Factory)
He's daddy
It's The Beatllionaire
This the 144 shit
La Calma
Yeah
EHXX The Professor giving lessons