GUANTANAMERA
Ah, tengo sed me duele la garganta (con la guantanamera, uh)
Como Happy Feet, baila en mi tula
Throw it back yuh, como un ula ula
Anoto de media cancha como un NBA
Tengo una peli con tu mamá Gnula
Tirita como espejo de micro uh
Le gusta mi brazalete dice que es bonito uh
Yuh, tomando Ramune de litro uh
Rayando en la calle ando con un lápiz grafito yuh
Shawty quiere que le dé con la fusta
Mm, no puede tenerme la vida no es justa
Mm, necesita mi herramienta mishka muska!
Mm, dice que le gusta pero le asusta (ayy!)
Mira la boleta creo que hice más d cien
Tomando una TOTAL-SODA en la Copec
Ella no quiere que me vaya, ahora soy su rehén
Me come con sal y pimienta negra en el sartén
Quiere que sea suyo ayy y lo soy huh
Dice que me corta un dedo yuh, si me voy huh
La kinoto juega conmigo, game boy uh
Ya no siento la cabeza feeling destroyed
Prefiero tomar lean, nunca borracho uh
Tu tema lo tiramo al tacho uh
Soy un caballero puta mira mi mostacho uh (yau!)
Ahora mejor cambia el caracho yuh
Uh uh uh uh con la guantanamera uh
Si no le contesto mami desespera uh
Uh uh uh uh hice que desapareciera uh
Me conocen como el rey calavera huh
Uh uh uh uh con la guantanamera uh
Si no le contesto mami desespera uh
Uh uh uh uh hice que desapare- uh yah
Me conocen como el rey calavera uh
Mokha! The dojo is on f-f-f-f
GUANTANAMERA
Ah, I'm thirsty my throat hurts (with the guantanamera, uh)
Like Happy Feet, dance on my tula
Throw it back yuh, like a hula hoop
I score from half court like an NBA
I have a movie with your mom on Gnula
Shivering like a micro mirror uh
She likes my bracelet says it's pretty uh
Yuh, drinking a liter of Ramune uh
Tagging the street with a graphite pencil yuh
Shawty wants me to hit her with the whip
Mm, life can't have me, it's not fair
Mm, she needs my tool mishka muska!
Mm, she says she likes it but it scares her (ayy!)
Look at the ticket I think I did more than a hundred
Drinking a TOTAL-SODA at the Copec
She doesn't want me to leave, now I'm her hostage
She eats me with salt and black pepper in the pan
She wants me to be hers ayy and I am huh
She says she'll cut off a finger yuh, if I leave huh
The kinoto plays with me, game boy uh
I no longer feel my head feeling destroyed
I prefer to drink lean, never drunk uh
We throw your song in the trash uh
I'm a gentleman damn look at my mustache uh (yau!)
Now change your face yuh
Uh uh uh uh with the guantanamera uh
If I don't answer her mommy despairs uh
Uh uh uh uh I made her disappear uh
They know me as the skull king huh
Uh uh uh uh with the guantanamera uh
If I don't answer her mommy despairs uh
Uh uh uh uh I made her disappear- uh yah
They know me as the skull king uh
Mokha! The dojo is on f-f-f-f
Escrita por: Moka Mokha Moca