Butakera (part. Alan Gomez y EL NOBA)
Vos decime butakera
Me subo a tu nave, te rolo
Te pongo los tema' que vos má' quieras
La verdadera
Escondemo' los fierros en la guantera
Entro en un chanteo bien fina, bien guacha
Bien turra, bien facha, me gusta tu hacha
Con to' los vago' en la chata, bien ancha
Me calzo botines si embarran la cancha
No es la nave, es el piloto
Vos decime butakera, en tu tutú puse mi toto
Saquemos un par de fotos, mientras colgás tu moto
Con esta Barbie de copiloto
Si tu novio no la cuelga, reina, pa' mi estás soltera
Soy alta segunda, me la chupa ser primera
Si tu novio no acelera, reina, pa' mi estás soltera
Me estoy cogiendo la escena
Brr, tu CR ronronea como gatito
Brr, tu CR ronronea como gatito
Brr, tu CR ronronea como gatito
Brr, tu CR ronronea como gatito, te va'
Butakera, ponete la' bucaneras
Pícame lo que tengo en la billetera
A ese cogollo cortalo con tijera
E-e-e-ella es mi gauchita, le gustan los pilotos
Me gusta cuando baila, cuando me mueve el toto
Le gustan los turritos con cadena de oro
No compra con los chetos, no compra con los loros
Y ando empilchado, de Lacoste
Me encanta cuando sirve el postre
Me gusta verte desnudita
Que pida chirlo en la colita
Me gusta que sea atrevida
Que vaya al frente si la agitan
Que haga movida, haga platita
Cuando la ven de lejos saben que
Butakera, me gusta cuando en la chata le manda primera
De todas estas turras, vos la que me llega
Yo soy el que te gusta, es EL NOBA y te re suena
Bu-bu-butakera, ponete la' bucaneras
Pícame lo que tengo en la billetera
A ese cogollo cortalo con tijera
(Butakera, ponete la' bucaneras)
(Butakera, ponete la' bucaneras)
Butakera (feat. Alan Gomez and EL NOBA)
You tell me butakera
I get on your ship, I roll you
I play the songs you like the most
The real ones
We hide the guns in the glove compartment
I enter a fine, wild flirtation
Very tawdry, very stylish, I like your style
With all the guys in the truck, very wide
I put on boots if they mess up the field
It's not the ship, it's the pilot
You tell me butakera, I put my all in your tutu
Let's take a couple of photos, while you hang your bike
With this Barbie as a co-pilot
If your boyfriend doesn't hang it, queen, you're single for me
I'm a high second, I don't care about being first
If your boyfriend doesn't accelerate, queen, you're single for me
I'm taking over the scene
Brr, your CR purrs like a kitten
Brr, your CR purrs like a kitten
Brr, your CR purrs like a kitten
Brr, your CR purrs like a kitten, you're good
Butakera, put on your boots
Cut what I have in my wallet
Cut that bud with scissors
She's my little cowgirl, she likes pilots
I like it when she dances, when she moves her butt
She likes the tough guys with gold chains
She doesn't buy with the rich, she doesn't buy with the parrots
And I'm dressed in Lacoste
I love it when she serves dessert
I like to see you naked
Asking for a slap on the butt
I like her to be daring
To go forward if they provoke her
To make a move, make money
When they see her from afar they know that
Butakera, I like it when she puts it in first gear in the truck
Of all these tawdry girls, you're the one who gets to me
I'm the one you like, it's EL NOBA and it sounds familiar
Butakera, put on your boots
Cut what I have in my wallet
Cut that bud with scissors
(Butakera, put on your boots)
(Butakera, put on your boots)
Escrita por: La Joaqui / Alan Gómez / EL NOBA