Tamo Chelo

I don't go down even with money, you know who I am
Your girl is with me, I appreciate her
Her whole ass bounces, dude, the best
I go down to the neighborhood with a Termidor

The girls call me, 'we're chelo'
She tagged me on her donkey, 'we're chelo'
That cat is hating, 'we're chelo'
'We're-we're-we're-we're chelo'

The girls call me, 'we're chelo'
She tagged me on her donkey, 'we're chelo'
That cat is hating, 'we're chelo'
'We're-we're-we're-we're chelo'

Stop, stop, stop, Money!
Send some cumbia for the thugs

This is for the thugs and the classy girls
Tonight we're partying in the underground
I love all the guys from the bar
And let those who can handle the tour raise their hands high

I don't drink Chandon, Federico suits me
All the guys smoking the good stuff
All those bandits want to give me a kiss
Over there the woodwork looks like a cop

The girls call me, 'we're chelo'
She tagged me on her donkey, 'we're chelo'
That cat is hating, 'we're chelo'
'We're-we're-we're chelo'

My boys drink cough syrup in a Vento
I better not tell you how we end up
We keep the tour going, queen, I'm not lying
If your friends are up for it, 'we're chelo'

And from Florencio Varela
It's EL NOBA and it sounds familiar to you
So that he moves it, he moves it
So that he moves it, he moves it