Frontea (part. Brisa La Roca)
(Somos lo' que la frontea)
Frontea, mami, frontea
Te caigo turro Messi y vos sos mi Antonella
(Siempre rocha, nunca cheta)
Mami, tú me tiene' loco
Papi, tú me vuelve' loca
Te gusta cuando yo te toco
Papi, bésame en la boca
Hasta abajo, mami, vamo' pa' la villa
Dale, papi, juntos somos los que brillan
Llevo un par de partie', te paso la astilla
Dale, turro, que te tengo a la mirilla (ey)
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Somos lo' que la comentan
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Siempre rocha, nunca cheta
Si supieran qué esa' gilada' aparentan
Y ya saben que suena Brisa La Roca
Yo soy quien la revienta y con humildad
Mi estilo es de la calle y es la que va
Mami, tú me tiene' loco
Papi, tú me vuelve' loca
Te gusta cuando yo te toco
Papi, bésame en la boca
La nena no se compara
Lleva una vida de suerte
Alta pilcha, siempre flama
Cuidado con quien se meten
Le mando duro, como el Bora 1.8
Vos sos mi rocha, yo tu rocho
Lo' que te tiran, mami, están zarpado' en mocho
24/7, 25/8
Yo soy del barrio, mami, de la Ferrere
Desde abajo, pero te compro un BM
La' que tiran la mala, seguro porque le' duele
Vos tranquila, mami, porque la puede, puede
Frontea, mami, frontea
Te caigo turro Messi y vos sos mi Antonella
Frontea, mami, frontea
A lo' que no le' gusta, esto es pa' que les duela
Mami, tú me tiene' loco
Papi, tú me vuelve' loca
Te gusta cuando yo te toco
Papi, bésame en la boca
Hasta abajo, mami, vamo' pa' la villa
Dale, papi, juntos somos los que brillan
Llevo un par de partie', te paso la astilla
Dale, turro, que te tengo a la mirilla
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Somos lo' que la comentan
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Siempre rocha, nunca cheta
Mami, tú me tiene' loco
Papi, tú me vuelve' loca
Te gusta cuando yo te toco
Papi, bésame en la boca
Frontea, mami, frontea
Te caigo turro Messi y vos sos mi Antonella
Frontea, mami, frontea
A lo que no le gusta, esto es pa' que les duela
La nena no se compara
(Siempre rocha, nunca cheta)
Si supieran qué esa' gilada' aparentan
(Siempre rocha, nunca cheta)
Show off (feat. Brisa La Roca)
(We are the ones who show off)
Show off, baby, show off
I come off as tough like Messi and you're my Antonella
(Always street, never posh)
Baby, you drive me crazy
Daddy, you make me go crazy
You like it when I touch you
Daddy, kiss me on the mouth
All the way down, baby, let's go to the hood
Come on, daddy, together we shine
I've been to a few parties, I'll pass you the splinter
Come on, tough guy, I have you in my sights (hey)
Eh-ah, eh-ah
We are the ones they talk about
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Always street, never posh
If they knew what those fools pretend
And they already know that Brisa La Roca sounds
I'm the one who rocks it and with humility
My style is from the street and that's how it goes
Baby, you drive me crazy
Daddy, you make me go crazy
You like it when I touch you
Daddy, kiss me on the mouth
The girl can't be compared
She leads a lucky life
High-end clothes, always on fire
Be careful who you mess with
I hit hard, like the Bora 1.8
You're my street girl, I'm your street guy
What they throw at you, baby, is really lame
24/7, 25/8
I'm from the neighborhood, baby, from La Ferrere
From the bottom, but I'll buy you a BMW
Those who talk bad, surely because it hurts them
You calm down, baby, because you can handle it, you can
Show off, baby, show off
I come off as tough like Messi and you're my Antonella
Show off, baby, show off
For those who don't like it, this is to make them hurt
Baby, you drive me crazy
Daddy, you make me go crazy
You like it when I touch you
Daddy, kiss me on the mouth
All the way down, baby, let's go to the hood
Come on, daddy, together we shine
I've been to a few parties, I'll pass you the splinter
Come on, tough guy, I have you in my sights
Eh-ah, eh-ah
We are the ones they talk about
Eh-ah, eh-ah
Always street, never posh
Baby, you drive me crazy
Daddy, you make me go crazy
You like it when I touch you
Daddy, kiss me on the mouth
Show off, baby, show off
I come off as tough like Messi and you're my Antonella
Show off, baby, show off
For those who don't like it, this is to make them hurt
The girl can't be compared
(Always street, never posh)
If they knew what those fools pretend
(Always street, never posh)