Mira, Mira
Cumbia!
Disculpen, permiso vagancia
Alzen las manos los que vienen a bailar
Alzen las manos los que quieren a skabiar
Por que la cumbia no es para chetos
De la bailanta van a tocar
Estan zarpados de gatos
Bailen en los techos ese es su lugar
Y a ver a ver las palmas
Asi lo baila la vagancia
Dale nene!
Ole ole, ole ole ola
Sape los gatos en este baile estan de mas
Ole ole, ole ole ola
Toquen los chetos en este baile estan de mas
Y ya lo ve y ya lo ve
Somos locales otra vez
Y ya lo ve y ya lo ve
Mira los chetos como corren otra vez
Mira mira sacale una foto
Esos chetos se van con el culo roto
Mira mira mira sacale una foto
Esos chetos se van con el culo roto
Look, Look
Cumbia!
Excuse me, excuse me, slackers
Raise your hands those who come to dance
Raise your hands those who want to skank
Because cumbia is not for posh people
They will play from the dance hall
They are full of cats
Dance on the roofs, that's their place
And let's see, let's see the clapping
That's how slackers dance it
Come on, baby!
Ole ole, ole ole ola
The cats are out of place in this dance
Ole ole, ole ole ola
The posh people are out of place in this dance
And there you see, there you see
We are locals again
And there you see, there you see
Look at the posh people running again
Look look, take a picture
Those posh people are leaving with their butts broken
Look look look, take a picture
Those posh people are leaving with their butts broken