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Pintao (feat. Duki and Rei)

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Pintao (part. Duki y Rei)

Me metí en el estudio y me grabé una intro
Sé que es un palo solo con la demo
Acá rapeamo' y hablamo' de cero'
Si no hay dinero no hablamo', ni vemo'

Me queda pintado vestir lo que quiero
Renacimiento como Donatello
Mis tema' son pintura', 'tán pa'l museo
Soy el código Da Vinci de Leo

Fumando en el auto y para que la poli no vea los vidrio' tinteo
Tinta en el cuerpo, tatuaje nuevo, me queda pintado y no lo niego
Las cara' de ello' quedó pintada
Este piquete me quedó pinta'o

Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o

To' se me viene, si están preguntando quiéne', son los míos o soy yo
Siempre conviene, menos parla y más de ciene', ¿quieren que baje? A que no
Tengo unas zapas re turra' y este piquetón que me queda pintado
El brillo llevo conmigo hasta si lo tengo quitado
Báncame un min', no soy da Vin' y quedan pinta'os
Las gafas, el jean, mi packaging los deja pincha'os
Un parche pa'l que está pinchado, como YSY traigo mi sabor
Mi shorty va en el tapizado, mi loco gitano y cabrón

Par de potras en mi cama por cabalgar
Par de gotas en mi copa por cábala
Aceleré y veo que no van a frenar
Traen lo' remedio para mi ansiedad
Par de potras en mi cama por cabalgar
Par de gotas en mi copa por cábala
Aceleré y veo que no van a frenar
Traen lo' remedio para mi ansiedad

Puso el taco en el acelerador
Tuvo un mal fla' y ya se le pasó
Hizo un par de pisos sin elevador
L2, cuadrado, al ángulo goleó

Y los torneos se definen con un ganador
Lava la pileta el trapper nadador
Nadie la completa para el galardón

Y me baja el estrés con todo lo que nado
El bar está revuelto de este condimento que está tan salado, y me fui
Al recinto, ahora a filmar la peli, recién estampado
Con un outfit que no vas a ver ni en Hollywood y me queda pintado

Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin' (me queda pinta'o)

Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o
Me queda pin', me queda pin', me queda pin-ta'o

Pintao (feat. Duki and Rei)

I went into the studio and recorded an intro for myself
I know it's a pain just with the demo
Here we rap and talk about zero
If there is no money we do not talk or see each other

It suits me to wear what I want
Renaissance as Donatello
My themes are painting, they are for the museum
I am Leo's Da Vinci code

Smoking in the car and so that the police don't see the windows, I tint them
Ink on the body, new tattoo, it looks painted on me and I don't deny it
The face of it was painted
This picket left me painted

It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me

Everything comes to mind, if they are asking who, it's mine or it's me
It's always better to talk less and talk more. Do you want me to go down? I bet you don't
I have some really cool sneakers and this big spike that suits me perfectly
I carry the shine with me even when I have it removed
Give me a minute, I'm not from Vin' and they'll be fine
The glasses, the jeans, my packaging leaves them punctured
A patch for the one who is punctured, like YSY I bring my flavor
My shorty goes on the upholstery, my crazy gypsy and bastard

Pair of fillies in my bed for riding
A couple of drops in my glass for Kabbalah
I accelerated and I see that they are not going to brake
They bring the remedy for my anxiety
Pair of fillies in my bed for riding
A couple of drops in my glass for Kabbalah
I accelerated and I see that they are not going to brake
They bring the remedy for my anxiety

He put the brake pedal on the accelerator
He had a bad flash and it's over now
He built a couple of floors without an elevator
L2, square, at the angle he scored

And tournaments are defined by a winner
The swimming trapper washes the pool
Nobody completes it for the award

And I get less stress from all the swimming
The bar is full of this seasoning that is so salty, and I left
To the venue, now to film the movie, freshly stamped
With an outfit that you won't even see in Hollywood and it suits me perfectly

It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me (it looks good on me)

It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me
It looks good on me, it looks good on me, it looks good on me

Escrita por: Julian Reininger / Federico Yesan Rojas / Alejo Acosta Migliarini / Marcos Rafael Colasanti / Mauro Ezequiel Lombardo / Tomas Santos Juan