RULETA DE COLORES

Dom Pérignon bottles overflowing
Just like angel dust, and I hope I never run out of health
To keep rolling in the thick of it, scoring goals
Racking up the cash, stacking it high, hey
Cruising in the McLaren
Or the Rolls Royce with a starry roof, color roulette

The Christ on the chain loaded with diamonds
And a gun that goes off, they know exactly what I mean

And the girls come close when they see there's plenty of green
And we got that fresh powder, just arrived from Culiacán
Got a Beretta on my belt, strapped tight for anyone who wants to try
I got a little lady with me who's just right for my old man's son

Uh!
And that's how the C sounds, the 2 and the 4, buddy
Color roulette, just like life, my old man, hahaha
Yayay!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

In San Carlos, a wild time
A stop in Vallarta and then off to Provenza
I love Colombian girls

The Christ on the chain loaded with diamonds
And a gun that goes off, they know exactly what I mean

And the girls come close when they see there's plenty of green
And we got that fresh powder, just arrived from Culiacán
Got a Beretta on my belt, strapped tight for anyone who wants to try
I got a little lady with me who's just right for my old man's son