TAMO CHELO (remix) (part. Callejero Fino, Juanka y L-Gante)
(Ah, ahora si, bro)
This is the remix
No bajo ni con pasta, ni con porro
Saben que le metemo' de cachorro
Llega la noche, la cinta me borro
Me escuchan los cheto' y los chorro'
Y las pibita' me llaman, 'tamos chelo
Pinto nota de Flippy, 'tamos chelo
Ese gato hatea porque estamos chelo
Y a todo ritmo, sábelo
Es la cumbia 4:20 pa' los negro'
Las turraka' quieren fiesta en el telo
Con la banda de los millone' 'tamo re puesto'
Y si se copan las turrita', 'tamo chelo
No bajo ni con pasta y tampoco quiero
Yo lo que quiero es una turra que lo muеva y 'tamos chelo
También quiero una jarra con vino y mucho hielo
Y si sе pudre, que se pudra, total 'tamos chelo
Las sicaria' me llaman, 'tamo chelo
Quieren bajar pa'l barrio, 'tamos chelo
La banda de lo' millone' 'tamos chelo
Ta-ta-ta-ta-'tamos chelo
Si no andamo' en un Bora, andamo' en un Vento
Vidrios polarizado', corte re secuestro
Pa' lo' gile', rafagazo', saben que no miento
Ta-ta-ta-ta-'tamos chelo
(Hagan caso, pa' las rocha', beso', y pa' lo' gile', rafagazo')
De-de-despacio, mami, despacio
Te doy sin cansancio y me dan gana' de agarrarte el pelo lacio
Despacio, mami, despacio
Te doy sin cansancio y me dan gana' de agarrarte el pelo lacio
De wachín con doce millo'
Arranco súper heavy, re activo, súper ready, sé que hablan de mí
Pero me llamó EL NOBA, pa' que les apague la peli
Es que si no estoy yo, no son lo mismo los remix
Turra pide gira, si querías guerra, yo ya estoy acá, arranca y tirá
Esa sátira no dice mentira', busco a mi Elvira, turra pide gira
(Juanka)
Ando fumando con los pibe'
Mami, estoy caliente, vengo del Caribe
A mí me gusta cuando tú te me sigue'
Te ponen música en el boliche y te la vive'
Cumbia con reggaeton, un perreo de salón
Yo te guayo el mahón con una condición
Que despué' de esto me dejes tu dirección
O al menos dame tu WhatsApp pa' tener conexión
Pa' que la gente abunda, no te me confunda'
Dile a tu gato que no navegue en la' aguas profunda'
Que no vaya a ser que el barquito se le hunda
Yo ando con los turro' y to' me hacen la segunda
Y la pasamo' de pana, salgo de noche y llego por la mañana
Mueve la cintura lento como gitana
La baby se ve pretty, parece porcelana
Los ojitos de Billie Eilish con el cuerpo de Rihanna
Si las turra' me llaman, 'tamos chelo
Me etiquetó en sus teta', 'tamo chelo
Ella mueve la butaca-taca, 'tamo chelo
Ta-ta-ta-ta-'tamos chelo
Hasta entrando en lo oscuro, se nota siempre el piquete
Se juntaron los turro' que fundieron el Ticketek
Se compro una Kawasaki y quiere re derrapar
Si le tiran, ella tira, se las va re aguantar
Nosotro' andamo' chelo, ustede' haciendo challenge
Elian le' enseñó el abecedario y yo las vocale'
A-E-I-O-U, va pa'l gym pa' que saque lindo cu, uh
A-E-I-O-U va pa'l gym pa' que saque lindo cu
A tu señora hacele un Evatest
Porque en el party a ella la levanté
La enfiesté, la empaché con la amiga
Pará, pará, DT, que yendo no
Llenando los partie' siempre con la mari
Con alcohol y fasi, nos vamos pa'l party
No toma Campari, sí toma Jack Dani
Quiere taki-taki, siempre por la chapi-ta
Acá se usa Nike, no compro con Fila
A todas esas gata', las tengo haciendo fila
Mucha keta, mucha mari hasta que se haga de día
Cumbia 4:20 pa' los negro' y La Mafilia
Es EL NOBA y te re suena, pa' que tu chica lo mueva
Con humilda' y respeto, represento a Varela
Un par de amigos mío' que por mí ponen el pecho
Paso a paso, despacito, vo' sabés que yo le' enseño
Acá estamos chévere', las gata' ya están toda' en celo
Con un faso y la jarra con hielo
Con EL NOBA siempre estamo' chelo
La mafia a tu banda, la saca del vuelo
Y listo, llevo fierro cheto y chico
Porque 9mm usan los milico'
Te explico, todo' mis compita' están maldito'
Estoy del rico, la aplico, la agito de chico
Saben que no compito y ando puesto pa'l delito
Mis compa' son vaguito' que andan metiendo cañito'
Volando bajito, pasito a pasito
De la calle, no me quito, ni aunque tenga unos pesito', ah
Movelo bien cheto que le mando, wacha
Voy tirando corte, voy tirando facha
A tu cachorra la pongo a tumbar las cacha'
No me venga' a corta' el mambo que al toque le damo' hacha
Cumbia 4:20 pa' los negro'
Como se debe, al porro le mando nieve
Mirá a tu compa, quedó del ukulele
Como se debe, al porro le mando nieve
Mirá a tu compa, quedó del ukulele
Yah-yah-yah-yah
Juanka
'Tamo chelo
Argentina y Puerto Rico
Cumbia 4:20 pa' los negro'
EL NOBA, DT. Bilardo, compa
Maxi El Brother, pa
La mafia, Kriterio Music
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
Yo soy CF, mami
This is the remix
TAMO CHELO (remix) (feat. Callejero Fino, Juanka and L-Gante)
(Ah, now yes, bro)
This is the remix
I don't go down with money, nor with weed
They know we go hard like puppies
Night comes, the tape erases me
The rich and the thugs hear me
And the girls call me, we're cool
Taking notes from Flippy, we're cool
That cat hates because we're cool
And at full speed, know it
It's 4:20 cumbia for the black ones
The girls want a party in the motel
With the millionaires' crew, we're really high
And if the girls agree, we're cool
I don't go down with money and I don't want to
What I want is a girl who moves it and we're cool
I also want a jug with wine and lots of ice
And if it goes bad, let it go bad, we're cool
The hitwomen call me, we're cool
They want to come down to the neighborhood, we're cool
The millionaires' crew, we're cool
We're cool
If we're not in a Bora, we're in a Vento
Polarized windows, real kidnapping style
For the fools, bursts, they know I don't lie
We're cool
(Listen, for the rocha', kisses, and for the fools, bursts)
Slowly, mommy, slowly
I give you tirelessly and I feel like grabbing your straight hair
Slowly, mommy, slowly
I give you tirelessly and I feel like grabbing your straight hair
With twelve million in hand
I start super heavy, really active, super ready, I know they talk about me
But EL NOBA called me, to turn off their movie
Because if I'm not there, the remix isn't the same
The girl asks for a tour, if you wanted war, I'm already here, start and throw
That satire doesn't lie, I'm looking for my Elvira, the girl asks for a tour
(Juanka)
I'm smoking with the guys
Mommy, I'm hot, I come from the Caribbean
I like it when you follow me
They play music at the club and you live it up
Cumbia with reggaeton, a salon twerk
I stain your pants with one condition
That after this you leave me your address
Or at least give me your WhatsApp for a connection
So that people abound, don't confuse me
Tell your cat not to sail in deep waters
So that the little boat doesn't sink
I'm with the thugs and they all back me up
And we have a great time, I go out at night and come back in the morning
Move your waist slowly like a gypsy
The baby looks pretty, like porcelain
Billie Eilish's eyes with Rihanna's body
If the girls call me, we're cool
She tagged me on her boobs, we're cool
She moves the chair, we're cool
We're cool
Even entering the dark, the picket is always noticeable
The thugs who melted Ticketek got together
She bought a Kawasaki and wants to drift
If they shoot at her, she'll shoot back, she'll hold up
We're cool, you're doing challenges
Elian taught them the alphabet and I the vowels
A-E-I-O-U, goes to the gym to get a nice butt, uh
A-E-I-O-U goes to the gym to get a nice butt
Do an Evatest on your lady
Because at the party I picked her up
I partied with her, stuffed her with her friend
Stop, stop, DT, don't go
Filling the parties always with weed
With alcohol and drugs, we go to the party
Doesn't drink Campari, drinks Jack Dani
Wants taki-taki, always for the chapi-ta
Here we use Nike, don't buy with Fila
All those cats, I have them in line
A lot of coke, a lot of weed until dawn
Cumbia 4:20 for the black ones and La Mafilia
It's EL NOBA and it sounds familiar, so your girl moves it
With humility and respect, I represent Varela
A couple of my friends who stand up for me
Step by step, slowly, you know I teach them
We're cool here, the girls are all in heat
With a joint and a jug with ice
With EL NOBA we're always cool
The mafia to your crew, takes it off the flight
And ready, I carry a fancy and small gun
Because the military use 9mm
I explain, all my buddies are cursed
I'm from the rich, I apply it, I shake it since I was a kid
They know I don't compete and I'm ready for crime
My buddies are lazy and they're getting into trouble
Flying low, step by step
From the street, I don't quit, even if I have a few bucks, ah
Move it nicely so I send it, girl
I'm throwing style, I'm throwing looks
I make your girl shake her butt
Don't come to cut the vibe because we'll chop it right away
Cumbia 4:20 for the black ones
As it should be, I send snow to the weed
Look at your buddy, he's out of it
As it should be, I send snow to the weed
Look at your buddy, he's out of it
Yah-yah-yah-yah
Juanka
We're cool
Argentina and Puerto Rico
Cumbia 4:20 for the black ones
EL NOBA, DT. Bilardo, buddy
Maxi El Brother, for
The mafia, Kriterio Music
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
I'm CF, mommy
This is the remix
Escrita por: Juanka, L-Gante, Kaleb Di Masi, Dt.bilardo, El Noba, Lucas Rodríguez, Callejero Fino, Dinero En El Beat