Eh Mentira (part. La Manta)
Oh, dime, qué tú quiere, estoy open pa'l detone
Dime que te hace falta, que eso el loco te lo pone
Hemo’ rompío corazones atrá’ de lo culone'
Suene que te chapearon y suene que tú no pone'
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
Na' más dime si es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Que ahora somo' alta gama ya esto son otros niveles
Yo sigo siendo el mismo yo llevo a to’ el que me lleve
No na' más estoy en manga, estoy en bregale' al que no tiene
Frenamo' en un hotel, no tenía ni braciele'
No me hace perder tiempo, ya quiere que se lo pele
Me voy a roba' una chica, le voy a comprar uno cartiele
Estoy ligado, le puedo pregunta' a confianza: ¿Qué tú bebe'?
Oh, dime, qué tú quiere, estoy open pa'l’ detone
Dime que te hace falta, que eso el loco te lo pone
Hemo’ rompío corazones atrá’ de lo culone'
Suene que te chapearon y suene que tú no pone'
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
Me preguntan si yo estoy chipeando y yo le digo que no
Que no sé ni siquiera cómo se abre una laptop
Que tengo gente que suben pinpin
Que el día que caiga en baja mejor me monto con to'
Y, loco, mírame a lo ojo y júrame que es mentira
Que parezco un peluche y la mujere' se me tiran
Que salgo pa' la calle y por el DM me tiran
Es mentira que yo nunca me viro, que a mí es que se me viran
Se llenan porque en el cocote me enganché un lingote
Y por lo diamante del Rolex que en verdad son un bobote
Eso es normal que la mujere' a ti te voten
Tú creía' que tenía a Dios agarra'o por un bigote
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
Es mentira que no frenan saqueta de mujere'
Es mentira que ya uno se bebe lo que uno quiere
Es mentira que no enganchamo to’ lo' cascabeles
Es mentira, ¿eh? Es mentira, ¿eh?
It's a Lie (feat. La Manta)
Oh, tell me, what do you want, I'm open for the detone
Tell me what you need, that crazy guy can give it to you
We've broken hearts behind big butts
It sounds like they dissed you and it sounds like you don't put out
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?
Just tell me if it's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
That now we're high-end, these are different levels
I'm still the same, I take anyone who takes me
Not only am I in the sleeve, I'm dealing with those who don't have
We stopped at a hotel, I didn't even have a bracelet
It doesn't make me waste time, he already wants me to strip it off
I'm going to steal a girl, I'm going to buy her a cartier
I'm linked, I can ask confidently: What are you drinking?
Oh, tell me, what do you want, I'm open for the detone
Tell me what you need, that crazy guy can give it to you
We've broken hearts behind big butts
It sounds like they dissed you and it sounds like you don't put out
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?
They ask me if I'm chipeando and I tell them no
That I don't even know how to open a laptop
That I have people who go up pinpin
That the day I fall low, I better get on with everyone
And, crazy, look me in the eye and swear it's a lie
That I look like a teddy bear and women throw themselves at me
That I go out on the street and they hit me up on DM
It's a lie that I never turn around, that I'm the one who gets turned around
They get filled up because I hooked a gold bar on my head
And for the diamonds on the Rolex that are actually fake
It's normal for women to dump you
You thought I had God by the mustache
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?
It's a lie that they don't stop with the women's bags
It's a lie that one already drinks what one wants
It's a lie that we don't hook up all the bells
It's a lie, right? It's a lie, right?