Puras Wachas
Fragancia Black Tea
Elizabeth Arden a ver si sentís
No tenés que hablar si al final no decís
El lompa del coco te lo revendí ji, ji, ji
Fragancia Black Tea
Camino dejando perfume de mí
No vas a dejarme nunca más así
Quiero todo eso que no me decís, terrible gil
Si te ilusionaste pri, perdiste
Este es el momento de los sadis
Me olvidé del campo en las ciudades
Talk too me wachi
What a fucking bullshit con vos
Si todo bien con el hip hop
Sácate la ropa, no perdamo' el tiempo
Que recorta partime la boca
La película se agota
Acá te espero en cuatro chorreándome de a gotas
Ya sabes que estoy re loca y se me, se, se me nota
Champi campeonato a ver ¿cuál es la más bebota?
Lo tuyo es gol en contra y lo mío
Friki friki friki friki
Friki friki friki fri friki to
Frikitona, dale frikitona
Ahora mandan puras wachas
No me vas a correr con nada
Full piquete y goma quemada
A la final tamo' todas coronadas
Ahora mandan puras wachas
No me vas a correr con nada
Full piquete y goma quemada
A la final tamo' todas coronadas
Va pa'l' piso
Glicheado sobre el suelo se deshizo
Ahora nadie quiere compromiso
Mie, miedo al tiempo y todos sus hechizos
Un chip más chill
Se hace el ninja
Le presento una botella
Cortada al pico
Impuesto a la riqueza pa' los ricos
Libertad para Milagros
Cerrá el pico
En el mundo todo preso es político
Ahora mandan puras wachas
No me vas a correr con nada
Full piquete y goma quemada
A la final tamo' todas coronadas
Ahora mandan puras wachas
No me vas a correr con nada
Full piquete y goma quemada
A la final tamo' todas coronadas
Pure Girls
Fragrance Black Tea
Elizabeth Arden to see if you feel
You don't have to talk if you don't say anything in the end
I resold you the coconut's pants, ha, ha, ha
Fragrance Black Tea
I walk leaving my perfume behind
You're not going to leave me like this ever again
I want all that you don't tell me, you terrible fool
If you got excited, you lost
This is the moment of the sads
I forgot about the countryside in the cities
Talk to me, girl
What a fucking bullshit with you
Everything's fine with the hip hop
Take off your clothes, let's not waste time
Cut me off, part my mouth
The movie is running out
I'm here waiting for you, dripping in drops
You know I'm really crazy and it shows
Champi championship, let's see who's the hottest babe
Yours is an own goal and mine
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky
Freaky girl, come on freaky girl
Now only pure girls rule
You're not going to scare me with anything
Full picket and burnt rubber
In the end, we're all crowned
Now only pure girls rule
You're not going to scare me with anything
Full picket and burnt rubber
In the end, we're all crowned
It's going down
Gleaming on the ground it dissolved
Now nobody wants commitment
Fear, fear of time and all its spells
One more chill chip
He acts like a ninja
I present you a bottle
Cut at the peak
Wealth tax for the rich
Freedom for Milagros
Shut up
In the world, every prisoner is political
Now only pure girls rule
You're not going to scare me with anything
Full picket and burnt rubber
In the end, we're all crowned
Now only pure girls rule
You're not going to scare me with anything
Full picket and burnt rubber
In the end, we're all crowned