SALSEROS
Yao (brr)
Yi (brr, brr, brr)
Trap Life
Trap Season, Trap Life
Yo parezco un salsero
Salsero, yo parezco un, ey
Baja pantis, yi
Yo parezco un salsero
Sí, con esta orquesta, yo parezco un salsero (salsero)
Yo a ella se lo meto, pero somos parceros
Yo mostré la cuenta y ella pilló par ceros
Tu novio y su combo que iban a formar un reguero (¿dónde están?)
Yo llamé a los brother, le llegamos, ¿qué se hicieron?
Pillaron al combo y parecemos salseros (parecemo' salsero')
Si con esta orquesta, yo parezco un salsero
Pilló los violines y se cagó (¡ah!)
¿Qué pasó, fosforito? ¿Se apagó? (Se apagó, uh)
Cuando es tiempo de matar, yo llamo a Willie (Willie, Willie)
Sabes que Willie no consiente con la voz (brr)
Yo no me mancho, yo del ghetto soy la voz (si)
Me dicen que cante, que ellos hacen la labor (okey)
Yo paraba en pista, pero eso ya se acabó (yi)
Ahora soy artista, ya la música pagó
Ya la música pagó
Yo estoy al día, estoy en la mía (si, si)
Ella me mira fijo, dice que me conocía (si)
Que si soy el de Tura, el que canta las groserías
Que si hago lo que canto y pa' probar ¿Cómo sería?
Yo sé que es una mala y que en la calle está fría (es una mala)
Ella huele a Lattafa, la que usan las bandida' (es una mala)
Que no nos demoremos, que ella está comprometida (es una mala)
Pero que ella anda suelta, que hace rato no salía (es una mala)
Que si puedo cogerla y apretarla en una baldosa (no)
Soy un exhibido, la verdad, yo no ando en esa (okey)
Hoy le salí de Gucci, el trapito en la cabeza (Gucci)
La correa Gucci y las dos G están reversa (Gucci)
La cuenta se engordó, ahora mi nombre pesa (yes)
To'a mis perras nuevas parecen de la realeza
Una en una hueva, las voy a volver siamesa' (amén)
Ahora los gamines, le damos picha a las fresa'
(Amén, yi)
Parecemo' salsero' (salsero)
Sí, con esta orquesta, yo parezco un salsero
Yo a ella se lo meto, pero somos parceros
Le mostré la cuenta y ella pilló par ceros
Tu novio y el combo dizque iban a formar un reguero
Yo llamé a los brother, le llegamo', ¿Qué se hicieron? (Prr)
Pilló el poco de gente y parecemo' salsero'
Sí, con esta orquesta, yo parezco un salsero
Métele a tu paso
Estoy que te la robo, brother, métele tapazo
Dice que estas corto, bro, yo estoy que la traspaso (ah)
Tómate el cordial, no te ganes esos pepazos (yi, grr)
Tu novio me amenazó, baby, ¿Qué se hizo? (¿Qué se hizo?)
No vaya' a hacer como Shh, que quedó en el piso
Yo llamo a tu novia y me la follo con los piso' (yi)
Yo te la convoco pa' un vídeo de Trap Season (trap Life)
Y ella triste
Un rompelón en la calle, tú me viste (tú me viste)
Ya voy en camino, que se bañe, que se aliste
Que se vista clean, que ella ve como uno viste
Y se traiga unas compitas, que los míos no compiten
Rotadera, sí, una rotadera (si)
Cogemos tres blanquita' y plantamos las banderas (tura)
Quedan amarilla y verde, las volvemo' una' ratera' (tura)
Que a ellas no les gusta el Trap, que ella siempre ha sido salsera (tura, okey)
Aquí va la primer salsa de mi carrera (ajá, ajá)
Quiero que te ponga' en cuatro y me de' cuerpo y cadera (ajá)
Se tiene que solta', la pasa rico si coopera (ajá)
Que me lo pase rápido, que el dinero no espera
La pongo en four y le pego a la negra como el Joe
Yo ni siquiera fumo y le traje par de joint
Yo no entiendo a los manes, cogen a esa' novia' mala' y después joden
Va a buscar que los salsero' se las roben
Yih
Grra-pa-pa-pa
Ja
Trap Season, Trap Life
Parecemos salseros
Setenta negros del ghetto, ya tú sabe'
Setenta demonios, setenta gatilleros, bitch
Bitch, cuero
Prra
SALSA DANCERS
Yao (brr)
Yi (brr, brr, brr)
Trap Life
Trap Season, Trap Life
I look like a salsa dancer
Salsa dancer, I look like a, hey
Lower your panties, yi
I look like a salsa dancer
Yes, with this orchestra, I look like a salsa dancer (salsa dancer)
I'll sleep with her, but we're just friends
I showed her the bill and she saw a couple of zeros
Your boyfriend and his crew who were going to cause a ruckus (where are they?)
I called the brothers, we got there, what happened?
They caught the crew and we look like salsa dancers (we look like salsa dancers)
With this orchestra, I look like a salsa dancer
He grabbed the violins and shit himself (ah!)
What happened, little match? Did it go out? (It went out, uh)
When it's time to kill, I call Willie (Willie, Willie)
You know Willie doesn't consent with his voice (brr)
I don't get dirty, I am the voice of the ghetto (yes)
They tell me to sing, that they'll do the work (okay)
I used to stop on the track, but that's over now (yi)
Now I'm an artist, music has paid for itself
Music has already paid its price
I'm up to date, I'm doing my own thing (yes, yes)
She stares at me, says she knew me (yes)
Are I the one from Tura, the one who sings swear words?
If I do what I sing about, just to try it out, what would it be like?
I know she's a bad girl and that she's cold on the street (she's a bad girl)
She smells like Lattafa, the kind bandits use (she's a bad girl)
Let's not delay, she's engaged (she's a bad one)
But she's out and about, she hasn't been out in a while (she's a bad girl)
Can I pick it up and press it against a tile? (No)
I'm a show-off, to be honest, I'm not into that (okay)
Today I went out wearing Gucci, the little rag on my head (Gucci)
The Gucci strap and the two G's are reversed (Gucci)
The bill got bigger, now my name carries weight (yes)
All my new bitches look like royalty
One in one egg, I'm going to turn them into Siamese twins (amen)
Now we street kids, we're giving it to the strawberries
(Amen, yi)
We seem like a salsa dancer (salsa dancer)
Yes, with this orchestra, I look like a salsa dancer
I'll sleep with her, but we're just friends
I showed her the bill and she saw a couple of zeros
Your boyfriend and the gang were supposedly going to cause a mess
I called the brothers, we got there, what did they do? (Prr)
He caught a few people and we looked like salsa dancers
Yes, with this orchestra, I look like a salsa dancer
Put it in your own pace
I'm about to steal it, brother, put the lid on it
He says you're short, bro, I'm about to transfer it (ah)
Drink the cordial, don't get those shots (yi, grr)
Your boyfriend threatened me, baby, what happened? (What happened?)
Don't do like Shh, who ended up on the floor
I'll call your girlfriend and fuck her with the flats (yi)
I'm calling you for a Trap Season video (Trap Life)
And she was sad
A road breaker in the street, you saw me (you saw me)
I'm on my way, let her take a bath, let her get ready
She should dress clean, because she sees how one dresses
And bring some friends, because mine don't compete
Rotadera, yes, a rotator (yes)
We take three little white ones and plant the flags (tura)
There are yellow and green ones left, we'll turn them into a 'ratera' (tura)
They don't like Trap music, she's always been a salsa dancer (okay)
Here's the first salsa song of my career (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I want you to put me on all fours and give me your body and hips (uh-huh)
'You have to let go,' she'll have a good time if she cooperates (uh-huh)
Get it over with me quickly, money doesn't wait
I put it on four and hit the black girl like Joe
I don't even smoke, and I brought him a couple of joints
I don't understand guys, they get that 'bad' girlfriend and then mess things up
He's going to try to get the salsa dancers to steal them
Yih
Grra-pa-pa-pa
Yeah
Trap Season, Trap Life
We look like salsa dancers
Seventy black guys from the ghetto, you know what I mean
Seventy demons, seventy gunmen, bitch
Bitch, leather
Prra