Zaza
¡Qué maldito swager bitch!
Yo no tengo yellow my n1gga, polque' no soy bebida
Jalto' de comé mangú, me voy de gira
El que te dice que te ama, primero se vira
¿Ante' me mámate la ñema y ahora me tira? Pss, oye eso
Endemoniao' con una gorra de lao'
Con el cuello congelao'
Metiéndotelo de lao'
Yo nunca bateo de fao
To' lo tema son un hit
Aunque este medio goldito' toy' rapando cuero fit
Agalletíando tu nalga con complejo e' Will Smith
Oye maldito canta malo a ti no te salva ni el beat
(¡Qué maldito swager bitch!)
Lo tigre, la ganga, con lo pasa montaña
Lo cuero, y su maña, la devuelvo mañana
A mí nadie, me engaña, todo tan en mi lita' critale' se empañan
Su popola está lista
¡Hey! ¿Tu sigue hablando de mí?
¡Hey! ¿Tu ta enemorao' de mí?
¡Hey! Hoy te lo meto de free, ¡hey!
¿Tu me ve cara de gey?
Si, toy eperando mi brake, tengo los ojos mamey
Tu etupidé' no te deja ni vei, triple ocho con triple sei'
Endemoniao' con una gorra de lao'
Con el cuello congelao'
Metiéndotelo de lao'
Yo nunca bateo de fao
To' lo tema son un hit
Aunque este medio goldito' toy' rapando cuero fit
Agalletíando tu nalga con complejo e' Will Smith
Oye maldito canta malo a ti no te salva ni el beat
(¡Qué maldito swager bitch!)
Si, pero ya cambiame la maldita pita'
Que toy jalto de hace' la mima'
Mielda una y otra ve'
Con ropa china, brillo ma' que tu con vaina original
To' esa mielda' e' trapo, ma n1gga así que total
Me río en la cara del que cree que voy a cambia
Mamaguebaso, tu no ve' que eso me hace original
No toy' pegao' y ya me piden foto
Con ese cuero me saqué la loto
Sigo amando aunque ya yo te' roto
Polque' reale' nama' quedan poco, bitch
(Qué, qué, qué, qué, qué, qué, qué, qué, qué maldito swagger bitch!)
Swagger
What a damn swagger, bitch!
I ain't got no yellow, my dude, 'cause I ain't no drink
Sick of eating mangú, I'm going on tour
The one who tells you they love you, first they turn around
Before, you were all over me, now you throw shade? Pss, check that
Demonized with a cap to the side
With a frozen neck
Sliding it in from the side
I never swing for the fences
All the tracks are a hit
Even though this one's kinda gold-plated, I'm still spitting fire
Slapping your ass like I'm Will Smith
Hey, damn, bad singer, not even the beat can save you
(What a damn swagger, bitch!)
The crew, the gang, with the mountain pass
The girls, and their tricks, I'll return them tomorrow
Nobody fools me, everything's on my list, their crystals get foggy
Her ass is ready
Hey! You still talking about me?
Hey! You got a crush on me?
Hey! Today I’m giving it to you for free, hey!
You think I look like a gay?
Yeah, I'm waiting for my break, my eyes are bloodshot
Your stupidity won't even let you see, triple eight with triple six
Demonized with a cap to the side
With a frozen neck
Sliding it in from the side
I never swing for the fences
All the tracks are a hit
Even though this one's kinda gold-plated, I'm still spitting fire
Slapping your ass like I'm Will Smith
Hey, damn, bad singer, not even the beat can save you
(What a damn swagger, bitch!)
Yeah, but change my damn tune
'Cause I'm sick of doing the same
Damn it, over and over again
In Chinese clothes, shining more than you with original stuff
All that crap is rags, my dude, that's just how it is
I laugh in the face of those who think I'm gonna change
Dumbass, can't you see that makes me original?
I ain't famous and they’re already asking for pics
With that girl, I hit the jackpot
Still loving even though I already broke you
'Cause real ones are getting rare, bitch
(What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what a damn swagger, bitch!)