Pal Cache (part. Omar Varela)
Jaja
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
Ya tú sabes
Omar, algo anda mal
Ella es una perra y su novio un gato
Ojos chinos le digo: Arigato
En la clande ya no usa taco
'Ta conmigo porque soy turrako, ey
Los autos tiran el corte
Siempre ribetea'o el corte
La wacha toda de porte
Ser turro se me hizo deporte
Yeh, ma, esa nalga 'ta pa'l cache, cache, cache, cache, cache
Si estas turra, que se agache, -gache, -gache (pa' abajo)
Le doy hasta que se empache, -pache, -pache, -pache, -pache (yeah)
A tu novio le falta calle, ma, que se calle
Ey, mueve ese chapón, 'ta re atrevido ese burrón
Déjalo a ese loro que es alto vagón
La mary está encendida y en la jarra hay Chandon
Ahora no cuento paca', ahora cuento un pacón
Es su nalga mata-taka, le doy raka-taka-taka
Tiene alta burraka si ella toca taka-taka-taka
Se me para-paraliza el tiempo si se agacha
Toda' las guachas bajan porque 'ta Kaleb
Taka-taka-taka, le doy raka-taka-taka
Tiene alta burraka si ella toca taka-taka-taka
Se me para-paraliza el tiempo si se agacha
Toda' las guachas bajan porque 'ta Kaleb
Esa nalga 'ta pa'l cache, cache, cache, cache, cache
Si estas turra, que se agache, -gache, -gache (hasta abajo)
Le doy hasta que se empache, -pache, -pache, -pache, -pache (yeah)
A tu novio le falta calle, ma, que se calle
Ey, mueve ese chapón, 'ta re atrevido ese burrón
Déjalo a ese loro que es alto vagón
La mary está encendida y en la jarra hay Chandon
Ahora no cuento paca', ahora cuento un pacón
Rocha simpática, la mastica
La cara que hace cuando a ella la miran
Es mágica y trágica, su ropa siempre 'ta quita'
En la cama ella es elástica, es mayor no es más chica
La toco corte Candy Crush
Y ahora siente la prr-sión, va hasta abajo el mahón
Se suelta el cinturón y me pongo turrón
La prr-sión, mándale termidor
Que esto no termino, que Kaleb se pego, uoh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
Subiendo despacio
Omar Varela, ya tú sabe
Turreo místico
Pal Cache (feat. Omar Varela)
Haha
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
You already know
Omar, something's wrong
She's a b*tch and her boyfriend's a cat
Slanted eyes, I say: Thank you
She doesn't wear heels in the clande anymore
She's with me because I'm a tough guy, hey
The cars revving the engine
Always on point with the revving
The girl all classy
Being tough became a sport for me
Yeah, ma, that a*s is for the show-off, show-off, show-off, show-off, show-off
If you're tough, then bend down, bend down, bend down (to the floor)
I'll give it to her until she's stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed (yeah)
Your boyfriend lacks street smarts, ma, he should shut up
Hey, move that big a*s, that burrón is bold
Leave that parrot, he's a high wagon
Mary is lit up and there's Chandon in the jug
Now I don't count small, now I count big
Her a*s is killer, I give her a bang-bang-bang
She's a high roller if she touches bang-bang-bang
Time stops if she bends down
All the girls go down because it's Kaleb
Bang-bang-bang, I give her a bang-bang-bang
She's a high roller if she touches bang-bang-bang
Time stops if she bends down
All the girls go down because it's Kaleb
That a*s is for the show-off, show-off, show-off, show-off, show-off
If you're tough, then bend down, bend down, bend down (all the way down)
I'll give it to her until she's stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed (yeah)
Your boyfriend lacks street smarts, ma, he should shut up
Hey, move that big a*s, that burrón is bold
Leave that parrot, he's a high wagon
Mary is lit up and there's Chandon in the jug
Now I don't count small, now I count big
Friendly rocha, she chews it
The face she makes when they look at her
It's magical and tragic, her clothes are always off
In bed, she's flexible, she's older, not younger
I touch her like Candy Crush
And now she feels the prr-essure, the pants go all the way down
She loosens the belt and I get tough
The prr-essure, send her some termidor
This isn't over, Kaleb hit it, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
Climbing slowly
Omar Varela, you know
Mystical tough guy