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Disposable

Tronic

Descartable

Un
Dos
Tres
Cuatro

Es la hora de limpiar la casa
Y nadie sabe como hacerlo
Porque roger se ha cagado
En todos lados perro culiao

Por la chucha por la mierda
Susanaizer porfa llega
O si no este lugar pronto va ha ser un mierdal

Toman vino quieren fiesta
Jalan coca fuman hierba
Nadie puede detenerlos
Los lidera un infierno

Tienen sexo inseguro
Porque nunca tienen uno
De esos que se desenrollan
Despacito por el pito

Es la hora de pensar
Porque la mierda flota y no se hunde
Y porque el jamón con queso
De 250 paso a 300

Pasa la moda pasa el tiempo lo
Descartable desapareciendo
Si nos logras entender sube
La radio ponte a correr

Toman vino quieren fiesta
Jalan coca fuman hierba
Nadie puede detenerlos
Los lidera un infierno

Tienen sexo inseguro
Porque nunca tienen uno
De esos que se desenrollan
Despacito por el pito

Toman vino quieren fiesta
Jalan coca fuman yerba
Nadie puede detenerlos
Los lidera un infierno

Tienen sexo inseguro
Porque nunca tienen uno
De esos que se desenrollan
Despacito por el pito

Disposable

One
Two
Three
Four

It's time to clean the house
And no one knows how to do it
'Cause Roger's shit everywhere
That damn dog, what a mess

What the hell, what a shit
Susanaizer, please come
Or else this place is gonna be a dump real soon

They drink wine, they want a party
They snort coke, they smoke weed
No one can stop them
They're led by hell itself

They have unsafe sex
'Cause they never have one
Of those that roll off
Slowly down the shaft

It's time to think
'Cause shit floats and doesn't sink
And why the ham and cheese
Went from 250 to 300

Trends come and go, time passes
The disposable's disappearing
If you can understand us, turn it up
Put on the radio, start running

They drink wine, they want a party
They snort coke, they smoke weed
No one can stop them
They're led by hell itself

They have unsafe sex
'Cause they never have one
Of those that roll off
Slowly down the shaft

They drink wine, they want a party
They snort coke, they smoke weed
No one can stop them
They're led by hell itself

They have unsafe sex
'Cause they never have one
Of those that roll off
Slowly down the shaft

Escrita por: Tronic