Cheque (part. Jon Z y Noriel)
Pru, what it do?
Ey, ey
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parece tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parecе tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7
Ese culo está cabrón, pero no tan cabrón pa' conseguir un Lambo
Yo no estoy para amore', pero si quiere' el culo yo te lambo
Como Héctor, con el miedo en la gaveta, voy pa’ encima como Rambo
Dándole dedo a tu gata cuando guío mientra' le meto los cambio'
No me hable' de amore', mejor cómprame condone'
No me llamen pa' rumore', no me llamen pa' favore'
I don't chase a bitch, I chase a check
Capitán Philipp con mi Patek
I don't chase a bitch, I chase a check
Capitán Philipp con mi Patek
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parece tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parece tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7
(Jon Z, man, ey)
Yo no corro por un culo (No, no), soy un cabrón hijeputa
Corro por los cheque', los cheque' pa' comprar los kilo' y ponerlo' en ruta
Ahora me dicen Jon mula
Paca' gorda', flow Abdullah
Fumando llegando a la altura
Coca-Cola y la Perco me dura
Culo' no persigo, a mí me persiguen
Son mucho' que niego y comoquiera siguen
To'a se reunen pa' hacer un despingue
Yo nunca pago para que a mí me chinguen
Raperito' cantan lo que uno vive
Porque la vida real de ello' no sirve (paw)
Siguen imitando y no llegan al nivel (paw, paw)
Mis disco' platino', los tuyo' son silver (paw, paw)
Silver como tu' cadena' bañá' en oro
Del dinero es lo único que me enamoro
Dicen que su mujer es fiel y yo por joder coroné y de una ve' lo volví un toro
Bajamo' fijo a cien milla' en el Teodoro
Yo soy real, por eso nada decoro
Por puta' no lloro, problema' no ignoro
En la mía, a nadie le hago coro
Ando con Ela y con Jon Z
Con par de culo' con flow de Beyoncé
Aquí no se falla como lo hace Dončić
Dale, ponme ese culo en la cara pa' comerte como un munchie
Na' má' corro por efectivo
24/7 pa'l joseo activo
Queremo' de lejo' to' lo negativo
Te hicieron la prueba de falso y diste positivo
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parece tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7
Yo no corro por un culo, solo por un cheque
Me lo mueve y se menea, eso parece tembleque
Shorty me twerkea al ritmo de mi fulete
Puesto pa'l joseo, to' los día' 24/7 (Ey)
Check (feat. Jon Z and Noriel)
Pru, what it do?
Ey, ey
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7
That ass is tough, but not tough enough to get a Lambo
I'm not for love, but if you want the ass, I'll lick you
Like Hector, with fear in the drawer, I go over like Rambo
Giving your cat the finger while driving as I shift gears
Don't talk to me about love, just buy me condoms
Don't call me for rumors, don't call me for favors
I don't chase a bitch, I chase a check
Captain Philipp with my Patek
I don't chase a bitch, I chase a check
Captain Philipp with my Patek
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7
(Jon Z, man, ey)
I don't run for a ass (No, no), I'm a damn son of a bitch
I run for the checks, the checks to buy the kilos and put them on the road
Now they call me Jon mule
Fat packs, flow Abdullah
Smoking reaching the height
Coca-Cola and the Perco lasts me
I don't chase asses, they chase me
There are many I deny and they still follow
They all gather to make a mess
I never pay for them to screw me
Rappers sing what one lives
Because their real life doesn't work (paw)
They keep imitating and don't reach the level (paw, paw)
My albums are platinum, yours are silver (paw, paw)
Silver like your chains bathed in gold
Money is the only thing I fall in love with
They say his woman is faithful and I crowned her just to mess around and turned her into a bull
We go down fixed at a hundred miles at Teodoro
I'm real, that's why I don't decorate anything
I don't cry for whores, I don't ignore problems
In my own, I don't follow anyone
I'm with Ela and Jon Z
With a couple of asses with Beyoncé's flow
There are no failures here like Dončić does
Come on, put that ass in my face to eat you like a munchie
I only run for cash
24/7 active for the party
We want all the negative from afar
You took the false test and tested positive
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7
I don't run for a ass, just for a check
It moves and shakes, that seems like a tremor
Shorty twerks to the rhythm of my fulete
Ready for the party, every day 24/7 (Ey)
Escrita por: Eladio Carrion / Jonathan Resto Quiñones / Noel Santos