HOOKA
Quemando la hookah, tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa
A tu polola le hago el kamasutra
Ahora no, no estén llamando porque me llegan las luca'
Aquí gastamos en la familia, no la gasto con las putas
Sutra, enviame tu pack
Tengo par de amigos que se la pasan escapando de la cuca
Enganchamos par de babies, yo me llevo a la más sutra
Sin que ninguno de estos giles me discuta
Chuta Pailita al ángulo la brazuca
Los autos poralizados y atrás llevan la bazuca
No importa si ponen multa o si la yuta funa el party
Con mi gente igual armamo' la trifulca
Los pongo a mover la nuca y a las minas el toto
Estamo' pegando temas como si fueran TikTok
En tu botty toc toc, y a tu novio plop plop con la Glock
En la cama, yo te doy hasta que grites: Oh, my God!
Yo compongo mientras te lo pongo, pastillas con hongos
Yo supongo que así te pones coqueta, no me opongo
Las pistas conmigo se sueltan y eso que ni elongo
Date vuelta, que así me pongo cachondo
Chócame esa pelvis, mientras estoy desprevenido
Yo no soy Elvis Presley, pero te dejo prendido
Dale, mi lady, sácate el vestido
Que vai a cabecear este sonido
Quemando la hookah, tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa
A tu polola le hago el kamasutra
Ahora no, no estén llamando porque me llegan las luca'
Me están persiguiendo babies como si fueran la yuta
Quemando la hookah, tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa
A tu polola le hago el kamasutra
Ahora no, no estén llamando porque me llegan las luca'
Me están persiguiendo babies como si fueran la yuta
Ahora volamos, coronamos
Por todos lados nos paseamos, generamos
Llaman tarima y explotamo' en la distoqueta
A las mujeres cabeceamos y se ponen coqueta
Aquí tenemos letra, parezco biblioteca
Ustedes cantan sí, pero lírica feka
Ya me gané el diploma del chanteo sin tener ninguna beca
A tu novia dejé mojada, contigo ella estaba seca
Andamos meta, cumpliendo metas
Nosotros chupando teta y ustedes corneta
Ella te dice que va a salir, andar en la cleta
Pero se va para mi casa, pa' que se lo meta (feka, feka, feka)
Feka, son puros wetas
Estoy sonando en los comerciales y también en la lleca
Aquí estamo' joseando la semana completa
Para que a mi hermano chico le pague la beca
Las cabras con pupila de pila, mi clika no hace fila
Mi amigo a tu polola se la afila
Eri puro simio, gorila, no dai ni pa' mochila
Llegamos pa'l party siempre con tequila
Y quemando la hookah
Tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa-lupa
Ahora me llegan las luca'
El Casti controlando la batuta-tuta (más na')
Quemando la hookah, tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa
A tu polola le hago el kamasutra
Ahora no, no estén llamando porque me llegan las luca'
Me están persiguiendo babies como si fueran la yuta
Quemando la hookah, tu ficha no la veo ni con lupa
A tu polola le hago el kamasutra
Ahora no, no estén llamando porque me llegan las luca'
Me están persiguiendo babies como si fueran la yuta
HOOKA
Burning the hookah, I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
I do the Kamasutra to your girlfriend
Now don't call, because the money is coming to me
Here we spend on family, not on whores
Sutra, send me your pack
I have a couple of friends who spend their time escaping the police
We hook up a couple of babies, I take the most sutra
Without any of these fools arguing with me
Shoot Pailita to the corner with the Brazuca
The cars are tinted and they carry the bazooka in the back
It doesn't matter if they fine us or if the cops ruin the party
With my people we still start the fight
I make them move their necks and the girls their butts
We're hitting songs as if they were TikTok
On your butt knock knock, and to your boyfriend bang bang with the Glock
In bed, I'll give it to you until you scream: Oh, my God!
I compose while I put it on you, pills with mushrooms
I suppose that's how you get flirty, I don't object
The tracks loosen up with me and I'm not even tall
Turn around, that's how I get horny
Hit that pelvis, while I'm unprepared
I'm not Elvis Presley, but I leave you turned on
Come on, my lady, take off your dress
You're going to nod to this sound
Burning the hookah, I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
I do the Kamasutra to your girlfriend
Now don't call, because the money is coming to me
Babies are chasing me as if they were the cops
Burning the hookah, I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
I do the Kamasutra to your girlfriend
Now don't call, because the money is coming to me
Babies are chasing me as if they were the cops
Now we fly, we crown
We walk around everywhere, we generate
They call the stage and we explode in the discotheque
We nod to the women and they get flirty
Here we have lyrics, I look like a library
You sing yes, but fake lyrics
I already won the diploma of singing without having any scholarship
I left your girlfriend wet, with you she was dry
We're all about goals, achieving goals
We suck tits and you're a horn
She tells you she's going out, riding her bike
But she goes to my house, so I can put it in (fake, fake, fake)
Fake, they're all losers
I'm playing in commercials and also in the street
Here we're joseando the whole week
So I can pay my little brother's scholarship
The girls with battery eyes, my crew doesn't wait in line
My friend sharpens your girlfriend
You're just a monkey, gorilla, not even good for a backpack
We always arrive at the party with tequila
And burning the hookah
I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
Now the money is coming to me
El Casti controlling the baton (nothing more)
Burning the hookah, I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
I do the Kamasutra to your girlfriend
Now don't call, because the money is coming to me
Babies are chasing me as if they were the cops
Burning the hookah, I can't see your chip even with a magnifying glass
I do the Kamasutra to your girlfriend
Now don't call, because the money is coming to me
Babies are chasing me as if they were the cops