Te Gustan Villeros
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh (uh-uh)
El barrio está gris
Si vos no caés, yo voy para ahí
'Toy secando el conjunto negro del Real Madrid
Tu viejo, el narco, que no se entere
Que sos como tu vieja, que te gustan villeros
Prendo el trucho, voy a tu country
Llevo altas flores y unos Red Point
Ese cheto que le re cabe
Que juegue al pádel, yo te hago el gol
Entro al barrio, le doy porro siempre al de seguridad
Le mando un mensaje cada vez que ese puto no está (uh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
Mi transa me vende la droga que baja tu papá
Si se apilla de nosotro', yo soy pollo, muere acá (uh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
Tetas hechas, con abdominales
Tu viejo coimeando federales
Yo esquivando luces policiales
Pa' romperte, pa' explotártela
Y tu papá
Ese gil te tiene re encantada
Lo quiero arrebatar (-tar)
Prendo el trucho, voy a tu country
Llevo altas flore' y unos Red Point
Ese cheto que le re cabe (cabe)
Que juegue al pádel, yo te hago el gol
Prendo el trucho, voy a tu country
Llevo altas flores y unos Red Point
Ese cheto que le re cabe (cabe)
Que juegue al pádel, yo te hago el gol
(Si vos no caés, yo voy para ahí)
('Toy secando el conjunto negro del Real Madrid)
(Tu viejo, el narco, que no se entere)
(Que sos como tu vieja, que te gustan villeros)
You Like the Ghetto Boys
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh (uh-uh)
The neighborhood's looking gray
If you don't show up, I'm heading over there
I'm drying my black Real Madrid outfit
Your old man, the drug dealer, better not find out
That you're just like your mom, you like the ghetto boys
I light up the joint, I'm going to your fancy place
Bringing some nice flowers and a pack of Red Points
That rich kid who thinks he's all that
Let him play paddle, I'll score the goal for you
I roll into the neighborhood, always passing a joint to security
I text every time that jerk isn't around (uh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
My dealer sells me the stuff your dad brings down
If he catches us, I'm the rookie, he’s done for (uh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
Fake tits, with abs
Your dad bribing the feds
I'm dodging police lights
To break you, to blow your mind
And your dad
That fool has you totally enchanted
I want to snatch you away (-way)
I light up the joint, I'm going to your fancy place
Bringing some nice flowers and a pack of Red Points
That rich kid who thinks he's all that (all that)
Let him play paddle, I'll score the goal for you
I light up the joint, I'm going to your fancy place
Bringing some nice flowers and a pack of Red Points
That rich kid who thinks he's all that (all that)
Let him play paddle, I'll score the goal for you
(If you don't show up, I'm heading over there)
(I'm drying my black Real Madrid outfit)
(Your old man, the drug dealer, better not find out)
(That you're just like your mom, you like the ghetto boys)
Escrita por: Tiago Pzk, Federico Romero, Marcos Romero, Enez 4R