Por Una Mujer Bonita

For a beautiful woman
I got into smuggling

She didn’t want me for being broke, and I was trying to win her over
When she saw my cash stacked up in my truck
She said, "Oh baby, I’d die if you leave me"

From then on, I got used to always being loaded
With dollars in my pocket, doesn’t matter if they’re dirty

And speaking of laundries
I have my currency exchanges
Gas stations with stores
So they don’t spread rumors

An Arab is my partner
A Chinese guy and a Colombian
But they do what I say, I’m the majority partner

Now he’s saying goodbye to everyone
The majority partner
In California and Chicago, my clients are looking for me

For a beautiful woman
You become a kingpin
If you obey, you rise up
If they give you orders, you’re screwed