B.A.R.D.O
Si esa perra quiere drama no se la des
Mucha droga por mi cama, holy true shit
Alcohol por la madrugada, tenemos sed
Por la calle prendo rama, smoke smoke break
Ma' no me vengas con mierda, no quiero perder
Hoy navego entre sus piernas y también ayer
Vamos entrando a la fiesta y lo empieza a mover
Y a su negro le molesta porque ahora anda con tres
Que se joda to' su grupo, volvemos fresh
'Tamos pensando en dinero, vos que queres
Ella pide a los Bardero$ cada 2x3
Y es cuando nosotro' hacemo' lo que no podes
Perra vida de hijo 'e puta, drogas y placer
Quiero ese culo grande, no quiero poder
Su puta mierda cobarde no me sabe bien
Acá seguimo' rezando pa' poder comer
Si esa perra quiere drama no se la des
Mucha droga por mi cama, holy true shit
Alcohol por la madrugada, tenemos sed
Por la calle prendo rama, smoke smoke break
Si esa perra quiere drama no se la dés
Mucha droga por mi cama, holy true shit
Alcohol por la madrugada, tenemos sed
Por la calle prendo rama, smoke smoke break
Tu cintura en movimiento no me dice nada
Yo sé que tenés talento cuando estás drogada
Que perdés los sentimientos en la madrugada
Y que seguís un tratamiento para estar calmada
Yo estoy más que relajado, la droga está guardada
Sigo algo intoxicado peleando con la almohada
Ellos miran de costado como sube mi plaga
Ya me encontré demasiado y no buscaba nada
Esa puta tiene droga pero quiere más
Dice que ahora no la toma que prefiere cash
Va moviendola en la zona con gente detrás
Aunque siempre duerme sola, no encuentra la paz
Si quiere tener ese queso se lo voy a dar
Quiero ver como se mueve y se pone a bailar
Si me encierran sé que no me va a ir a visitar
Si me matan va ser la primera en festejar
My bitch se lo prende, nunca tiene drama
Le levanta con un beso y me tiende la cama
Me cocina lo que quiero es como mi mucama
Quiere andar con los Bardero$ en la caravana
Mijo ya no tenga miedo y tire en nuestra cara
Yo lo vendo y te lo cuento to' en la puta cara
Te regalamos el vuelto, están las cuentas claras
En el barrio no se compran beefs, se compran balas
Si esa perra quiere drama (fuck)
No se la des
Mucha droga por mi cama, holy true shit
Alcohol por la madrugada, tenemos sed
Por la calle prendo rama, smoke smoke break
Si esa perra quiere drama no se la des
Mucha droga por mi cama, holy true shit
Alcohol por la madrugada, tenemos sed
Por la calle prendo rama, smoke smoke break (my nigga)
B.A.R.D.O
If that bitch wants drama, don't give it to her
Lots of drugs on my bed, holy true shit
Alcohol in the early morning, we're thirsty
Lighting up a joint on the street, smoke smoke break
Don't come to me with shit, I don't want to lose
Today I sail between her legs and also yesterday
We're entering the party and it starts to move
And her man is bothered because now she's with three
Screw all his crew, we come back fresh
We're thinking about money, what do you want
She asks for Bardero$ every now and then
And that's when we do what you can't
Damn life of a son of a bitch, drugs and pleasure
I want that big ass, I don't want power
Your fucking cowardly shit doesn't taste good to me
Here we keep praying to be able to eat
If that bitch wants drama, don't give it to her
Lots of drugs on my bed, holy true shit
Alcohol in the early morning, we're thirsty
Lighting up a joint on the street, smoke smoke break
If that bitch wants drama, don't give it to her
Lots of drugs on my bed, holy true shit
Alcohol in the early morning, we're thirsty
Lighting up a joint on the street, smoke smoke break
Your waist moving doesn't tell me anything
I know you have talent when you're high
That you lose your feelings in the early morning
And that you follow a treatment to stay calm
I'm more than relaxed, the drug is put away
I'm still somewhat intoxicated fighting with the pillow
They look sideways as my plague rises
I've found myself too much and I wasn't looking for anything
That bitch has drugs but wants more
She says she doesn't take it now, she prefers cash
She's moving it in the area with people behind
Although she always sleeps alone, she can't find peace
If she wants that cheese, I'll give it to her
I want to see how she moves and starts dancing
If they lock me up, I know she won't come to visit
If they kill me, she'll be the first to celebrate
My bitch lights it up, never has drama
She wakes me up with a kiss and makes the bed
She cooks what I want, she's like my maid
She wants to hang out with Bardero$ in the caravan
Son, don't be afraid anymore and throw it in our face
I sell it and tell you everything right to your face
We give you the change, the accounts are clear
In the neighborhood, we don't buy beef, we buy bullets
If that bitch wants drama (fuck)
Don't give it to her
Lots of drugs on my bed, holy true shit
Alcohol in the early morning, we're thirsty
Lighting up a joint on the street, smoke smoke break
If that bitch wants drama, don't give it to her
Lots of drugs on my bed, holy true shit
Alcohol in the early morning, we're thirsty
Lighting up a joint on the street, smoke smoke break (my nigga)