DEMONIAKA (part. Mateo On The Beatz)
(Okei, yaoh)
(Pa' la calle chuchetumare)
A esa flaca le gusta el que atraca
Y los del narco, es anti policiaca
Tiene su propio piquete, demoniaca
Una peligrosa, no es famosa, pero a toda' la' opaca
Dale ven, caele
Llamate a tus amiga' dale pa' prender el party (wow)
Que te tengo mamita la buena mari
Pa' que bailemo' y fronteemo' este palo
Con todo' mi' parce' allá de Cali
Dale ven, caele
Llamate a tu' amiga' dale pa' prender el party (wow)
Que te tengo mamita la buena mari
Pa' que bailemo' y fronteemo' este palo
Con todo' mi' parce' allá de Cali
Esa chica se preparó, quiere que yo la haga mía
Su amiga igual se preparó, también quiere del Jeremías
Porque to' los gile' andan en la rameada
Y a la' do' mami, la' busco en el Bentley blanco ya no es la troca
Vestido de blanco santo, blanco como la coca
Le gusta farandulear, me pide un pase y primero chingar (jaja)
Viva la luxuria, el sexo me entretiene
Free mi compa Furia, que en breve se viene
Andamo' en altura contando de ciene'
Sin dar cobertura a todo' esto' nene'
Viva la luxuria, el sexo me entretiene
Free mi compa Furia, que en breve se viene
Andamos en altura contando de ciene'
Sin dar cobertura a todo' esto' nene'
Dale ven, caele
Llamate a tus amigas dale pa prender el party
Que te tengo mamita la buena mari
Pa' que bailemo' y fronteemo' este palo
Con todo' mi' parce' allá de Cali
Dale ven, caele
Llamate a tu' amiga' dale pa prender el party
Que te tengo mamita la buena mari
Pa' que bailemo' y fronteemo' este palo
Con todo' mi' parce' allá de Cali
(Jaja)
(Ah, yaoh, okei)
(Jere Klein mami, oíste)
(Jere Klein mami, tu papá)
Pa' la calle chuchetumare'
Dile mateo, quieren hacer esto' palo' que hacemo' nosotro'
Directamente de la fábrica de dinero
Dale ven, caele
DEMONIAKA (feat. Mateo On The Beatz)
(Okay, yeah)
(For the streets, you motherfucker)
That girl likes the one who robs
And the narcos, she’s anti-cop
She’s got her own style, demoniac
A dangerous one, not famous, but she outshines them all
Come on, let’s go
Call your friends, let’s get this party started (wow)
I got the good stuff for you, babe
So we can dance and show off this hit
With all my homies from Cali
Come on, let’s go
Call your friends, let’s get this party started (wow)
I got the good stuff for you, babe
So we can dance and show off this hit
With all my homies from Cali
That girl got ready, wants me to make her mine
Her friend got ready too, she wants some of Jeremías
'Cause all the guys are out here hustling
And both of them, I’m picking up in the white Bentley, not the truck
Dressed in white, holy, white like the coke
She likes to show off, asks me for a hit and first to fuck (haha)
Long live luxury, sex keeps me entertained
Free my buddy Furia, he’s coming soon
We’re up high counting hundreds
Without covering all these kids
Long live luxury, sex keeps me entertained
Free my buddy Furia, he’s coming soon
We’re up high counting hundreds
Without covering all these kids
Come on, let’s go
Call your friends, let’s get this party started
I got the good stuff for you, babe
So we can dance and show off this hit
With all my homies from Cali
Come on, let’s go
Call your friends, let’s get this party started
I got the good stuff for you, babe
So we can dance and show off this hit
With all my homies from Cali
(Haha)
(Ah, yeah, okay)
(Jere Klein, babe, you heard)
(Jere Klein, babe, your dad)
For the streets, you motherfucker
Tell Mateo, they want to do these hits we do
Straight from the money factory
Come on, let’s go