Ta Bellaka Ta Koketa (part. Ryan Castro)
Ah
Facu
Fourplack
DJ Alan gomez
Dice
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perreandote
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perrenadote
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perrenadote
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perrenadote
Bellaquita, bellacona
Fuma y se entona
Vamo pal picheo
Pichona
Estoy con los pibes
Peligrosos en la zona
Jugando en esa cancha
Calidad Maradona
A mí me gustan las morochas y las rubias
Las turras
Miradas de lujuria
Dentro de esas piernas, baby
Llueve como lluvia
Calladito sin bulla
Si ella me baila yo le tiro los billetes
Le gustan los malos
Desde los 17
Tú le vienes con el mercho
Y yo la conquisto en la VT
Desde que yo me la como
Ya no compra ni juguetes
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta' tentándome
Y yo loco
Toy' re loco
Toy perreandole
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, si re loco
Toy perreandole
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perreandote
Ta' bellaca, ta' coqueta
Ta tentándome
Y yo loco, no re loco
Toy perreandote
Me preguntan como toy, yo toy tranqui cheto mal
Estoy con un par de turras, que se bajan pa' turrear
La subiste a la cama, que se pongan bellacas
Así como hizo tu mamá, cuando conoció a tu papá
Vamo' pa la calle lo' rochos que se encapuchen
Que esta noche es de combate, que cepillen los peluches
A mí no se me escapa, te grité pa' que me escuches
Yo no traiciono, mambo tuyo si sos ruchi
Ya tú, ya tú sabe', tú sí sabe' entonces tussy
Yo amo a la morocha, le digo la matausi
La sacaría ta' atr, cuenta plata en el jacuzzi
Le compré un bolso Nike, porque yo no uso Gucci
(Gucci-Gucci-Gucci)
Los turros y los parceros
Argentina Colombia
Alan
Dímelo Callejero
Ryan Castro
El cantante del ghetto
That B*tch, That Flirt (feat. Ryan Castro)
Ah
Facu
Fourplack
DJ Alan gomez
Says
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
Little b*tch, big b*tch
She smokes and gets in the mood
Let's go to the party
Big shot
I'm with the boys
Dangerous in the area
Playing on that field
Quality like Maradona
I like brunettes and blondes
The wild ones
Lustful looks
Inside those legs, baby
It rains like rain
Quiet without noise
If she dances for me, I throw the bills
She likes the bad boys
Since she was 17
You come with the merch
And I conquer her in the VT
Since I've been with her
She doesn't even buy toys
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy
I'm really crazy
I'm grinding on her
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, yeah really crazy
I'm grinding on her
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
She's a b*tch, she's a flirt
She's tempting me
And I'm crazy, not just crazy
I'm grinding on you
They ask me how I am, I'm chill, cool, bad
I'm with a couple of wild girls, who get down to party
You took her to bed, let them get wild
Just like your mom did when she met your dad
Let's go to the street, the thugs with their hoods up
Tonight is combat, let them brush the plushies
I won't let it slide, I yelled for you to listen to me
I don't betray, it's your vibe if you're fancy
You already know, you know, you know then hush
I love the brunette, I call her the killer
I would take her to the back, count money in the jacuzzi
I bought her a Nike bag, because I don't wear Gucci
(Gucci-Gucci-Gucci)
The thugs and the buddies
Argentina Colombia
Alan
Tell me, Streetwise
Ryan Castro
The singer from the ghetto