DIOMEDEZ (part. Geezydee) [explícita]

Yeah
Gotta shake off the sand first
'Cause today we're throwing that damn truck in the river, babe, oh
Let's go, then

I've been eating catana since I was fifteen (whoa)
I ain't a soccer player 'cause of a damn sprain (ha, never)
From the lungs, 'cause I didn't want to be a stoner
In the trio, it's whatever I say, babe, don't undermine me (you bitch)
If the other one wants to suck, let her, don't be a hater and keep going
Got her in front? Spit on her, if not, just grab her
So she can go and tell what we did at the end
Did you think it was just songs? No, babe, we told you
Listening to Sir Speedy, if not Polaco and Lito (bitch, ha)
I throw a kilo of game to see if she lets go of the little one
I'm calling a DiDi, get dressed quick (whoosh)
How could I not get hard with that Dorito breath? (Good luck, babe)
If you're scared, don't buy a dog, better get two
Now exotic pounds, before there wasn't enough for rice (oh, no)
More bracelets than Pibe in Maradona's hand (please)
Bring Diomedes back, I didn't get to say goodbye (oh)

If she texts me and it's a loser, good luck, I ignore her
Same old thing for a week? That's lame, I'm out
Even if Durex sponsors me, I ain't putting on a condom
And for what, you punk? For that, I’ll buy a parrot
If she texts me and it's a loser, good luck, I ignore her
Same old thing for a week? That's lame, I'm out
Even if Durex sponsors me, I ain't putting on a condom
And for what, you punk? For that, I’ll buy a parrot
Hahaha

I never dreamed of being a singer
What did you want to be?
A soccer player, always wanted to be a soccer player
But it didn't happen, ha
I liked going to play and warming up first
But the lungs before the games
Well, those who got it, got it

Lame that I got caught talking trash on reality (haha)
They don't forget my lame self and definitely not how I gave it to them
They fantasize about my poses and how good I hit it
They tell their friends and call asking for a hookup (haha)
I’ve never treated any bitch with tricks (oh, man)
I love you like this, babe, thick and petite (yeah? Oh, good)
Her boyfriend's a cool guy, I gifted her some clothes (haha)
To later take it all off and fill her up with cream
Your princess will always be my bitch (mine)
I get the kid studying day and night (ha, oh my God, babe)
She drinks so much milk I call her Alquería
So good, you bastard
Call me a drawer, yeah, call me a worm, I
You guys ain't friends, no, never were, yeah (never, ever)
I always eat well, verified bitch
Especially if it's yours, I send it detonated (listen, then)
Oh, what a shame, oh, what a shame, excuse me
Just a nice ass and no rough face
That bullshit of yours won my Puskás award
Heads like Zidane, come on, show off
M, high and drunk
I get it good without any Mero Macho
I wear a condom, there's a lot of disease, kid (kid)
But if she's too hot, I pray to San Pacho (in the name of the father, the son)

Ah, no, in the name of the father, the son, the Holy Spirit, amen
Oh, how am I gonna go raw with that filthy one, man, just kidding
Come in, babe, let's hope nothing happens
Always Blessd, made in Medellín
Haha
Hey, Geezy, say it, then, you bastard
Money Makers
Money Makers
Nun
Hey, some guys are waiting downstairs
What's the deal?
Don't got mercy on these dudes
Hahaha
Hey, Nun, don't got mercy on these dudes