Muévelo (part. Ankhal)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Panda Black on the beat
Uh-uh-uh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Muévelo (muévelo), muévelo (muévelo)
Ese culo muévelo (muévelo)
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Los billete' de cien huélelo'
Súbelo, bájalo, como un kilo en un vuelo
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Ese culo muévelo
De mí hablan mal y vivo bien
Siendo tú, me odiaría también, yeah-yeah-yeah
Éxito y billetes dе cien, le metí a tu baby también
Quе mañana viene también, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yo tiro cien, to's de cien y
Por eso me trajo otra
Dile que ponga a aplaudir esas nalgas como si ella fuera una foca
Dile que te pase la lengua mientras me quita' el zipper con la boca
Muévelo y rota
Tú no' estás mirando mal
Será porque nos va cabrón y no lo pueden imitar
O será que tu baby está fea y la mía flow europea
O que tu música es aburrida y no te conseguimo' en la RIAA, yeah-yeah
Muévelo (muévelo), muévelo (muévelo)
Ese culo muévelo (muévelo)
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Los billete' de cien huélelo'
Súbelo, bájalo, como un kilo en un vuelo
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Ese culo muévelo
Cabrón tú estás roncando, pero tu mujercita me lleva ajora'
Ella vino ayer, hoy, mañana y pasa'o, pasa'o
Te lo juro me tiene cansa'o
De tanto que me lo ha mama'o, mama'o, yeah
Uh-oh, quiero to' los culo'
Pa' que me las peguen, baby mejor, soy un puto
El novio está roncando y tuve que engancharle
Al palo un peine gordo y rebajarlo como Molusko
Ella me dijo que en su casa era hoy
Ven, tengo abierta las puertas, pero terminaron abierta' sus pierna'
Si la viera', el culote grande y su carita tierna
Los que no la conocen, por ahí dicen que es una come mierda
Yeah, ven acá, bitch
Y chingame rico
Mala mía, ma', no siento na' por ti
Yeh-eh-eh, yo no tengo feelings
Baby, nada má' lloro por el bitch
Muévelo, muévelo (muévelo)
Ese culo muévelo (muévelo)
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Los billete' de cien huélelo'
Súbelo, bájalo, este bicho trágatelo
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Los billete' de cien huélelo'
Muévelo (ah), muévelo (ah)
Ese culo muévelo (ah)
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Los billete' de cien huélelo'
Súbelo, bájalo, como un kilo en un vuelo
Muévelo, muévelo, muévelo
Ese culo muévelo
De mí hablan mal y vivo bien
Siendo tú me odiaría también, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah, I can't believe
Y esos melones que tú trae' en el sostén, yeah-yeah-yeah
¿Escuchaste eso, mami?
Eso es las prendas mías que te voy a poner en el cuello
Pa' jalarte cuando te esté dando en cuatro
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
El Cambio, mami
Dímelo, Ankhal
Los que tratan de imitarno' hacer música como esta
No sigan forzando que se van a caer (se van a caer)
Dirty (Dirty)
Lyanno, mami
Dímelo, Panda (Jajaja)
Dirty Players, rah
El Cambio, mami
El Cambio, mami
Move It (feat. Ankhal)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Panda Black on the beat
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Move it (move it), move it (move it)
That ass, move it (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
The hundred-dollar bills, smell them
Pick it up, bring it down, like a kilo on a flight
Move it, move it, move it
That ass, move it
They talk smack about me, but I'm living well
If I were you, I'd hate me, too, yeah-yeah-yeah
Success and hundred-dollar bills, I slept with your girl, too
She's coming tomorrow, too, yeah-yeah-yeah
I throw hundreds, all them hundreds, and–
That's why they brought me another girl
Telling her to clap those butt cheeks as if she were a seal
Telling her to use her tongue while she undoes my zipper with her mouth
Move it and break it
You're not looking too bad
Is it because we're badass and can't be imitated
Or is it that your girl is ugly and mine has a European flow?
Or, is your music boring and we can't find you in the RIAA? Yeah-yeah
Move it (move it), move it (move it)
That ass, move it (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
The hundred-dollar bills, smell them
Pick it up, bring it down, like a kilo on a flight
Move it, move it, move it
That ass, move it
Son of a bitch, you're boasting, but your little lady is driving me nuts
She came by yesterday, today, tomorrow and the day after, the day after
I swear, she has me exhausted
With how much she has sucked me off, yeah
Ooh-oh, I want all the asses
To be glued to me, baby, good, I'm horny
Her boyfriend was boasting and I had to let him know
Take a big stick and smooth him down like with Molusco
She told me that he was at her house today
Come, I have the doors open, but her legs ended up opening
If you saw her, her giant ass and her sweet little face
Those who don't know her say she's a shit-eater
Yeah, come here, bitch
And fuck me good
My bad, mami, I don't feel anything for you
Yeah-eh-eh, I don't have feelings
Baby, I don't cry anymore for the bitch
Move it, move it (move it)
That ass, move it (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
The hundred-dollar bills, smell them
Turn it up, turn it down, this bug swallow it
Move it, move it, move it
The hundred-dollar bills, smell them
Move it (ah), move it (ah)
Move that ass (ah)
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred-dollar bills
Pick it up, bring it down, like a kilo on a flight
Move it, move it, move it
That ass, move it
They talk smack about me, but I'm living well
If I were you, I'd hate me, too, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah, I can't believe
And those melons you're carrying in your bra, yeah-yeah-yeah
You hear that, babe?
Those are the jewels that I'm going to put around your neck
To pull on when I'm giving it to you on all fours
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
The Change, babe
Tell me, Ankhal
Those who try to imitate us make music like this
They shouldn't keep trying, as they'll fall (they'll fall)
Dirty (dirty)
Lyanno, babe
Tell me, Panda (hahaha)
Dirty Players, rah
The Change, babe
The Change, babe