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False Love

Los Picantes

Falso Amor

Ayyy ahí va la historia de nuestro amor... Ingrata

Te vi por vez primera
Una tarde lisonjera
Lavando ropa intima
A orillas del sanjon
Yo te invite una pilsen
Y tú me la aceptaste
Un orgasmo constante
En nuestra relación

Nos fuimos pa' la cancha
A tomarnos la pilsen
Y nos curamos raja
E hicimos el amor

Andabay con la ruler
Y a mi no me importaba
El beso del payaso
En la boca me quedo

Éramos tan felices
Paseando por la pobla
Fumandonos un cuete
En cada vacilón

Hasta que conociste
Al evaristo moya
El más pulentamente
De nuestra poblacion

Y aunque tú me jurabas
Un gran amor eterno
Yo te vi de la mano
Junto a ese maricon

Y los pille chanchito
Enmedio de las matas
Estabay de rodilla
Haciendole un mamon

Fui donde el Evaristo
A reclamar mi honrra
Por haberme robado
Este nuevo amor

Cojimonos al toque
Y casi nos matamos
El me rajo el paño
Y le perfore el pulmon

Al ver por el asfalto
Su pancreas destrozado
Fui a dar a la cana
Como un vulgar hampon

Y desde aquí te digo
Maraca conchetumare
Metete por la raja
Tu falso amor

Y desde aquí te digo
Maraca conchetumare
Metete por la raja
Tu falso amor

¡Maraca!

False Love

Ayyy there goes the story of our love... Ungrateful

I saw you for the first time
A flattering afternoon
Washing underwear
On the banks of the Sanjon
I invited you a pilsner
And you accepted it from me
A constant orgasm
In our relationship

We went to the field
Let's have a pilsner
And we healed ourselves
And we made love

I was walking with the ruler
And I didn't care
The clown's kiss
It stays in my mouth

We were so happy
Walking through the town
Smoking a crack
In every wave

Until you met
To Evaristo Moya
The most polished
Of our population

And even though you swore to me
A great eternal love
I saw you by the hand
Next to that faggot

And I caught them piggyback
In the middle of the bushes
I was on my knees
Giving him a blowjob

I went to Evaristo's
To claim my honor
For having stolen from me
This new love

We caught each other at once
And we almost killed ourselves
He ripped my cloth
And I punctured his lung

Looking out from the asphalt
His pancreas was destroyed
I ended up in jail
Like a common thug

And from here I tell you
Maraca conchetumare
Get in the crack
Your false love

And from here I tell you
Maraca conchetumare
Get in the crack
Your false love

Maraca!

Escrita por: Rodrigo Angles Videla