Triple Lavada

A triple wash to get wild
For the ups and downs, a wax pen
A whiskey from your dad's time, just to kick things off
A damn hot girl to dance
I got some cash to blow

Some Milky Ways to lighten the mood, just to kick things off
Riding in the Cheyenne, squares come and go, lit since the seven, the ones you hardly see, I'm a bandit and stubborn, the strap always slung, a hundred percent tripping, you know I'm feeling it
If you see me partying it's 'cause I sold the stuff and I'm feeling damn crazy, buddy bring me a girl, all naked to jump in the pool, 'cause everyone knows I'm missing a few screws

If you know how I am, why invite me?
They freak out if I hit on the girls
A little bump and they get wild
They’re pulling on the strap here at the parties
If you know how I am, why get upset?
They fix their hair if they see my Glock
In the armored monsters, the tunes of Chalino and Ariel

Moving the load in the new cars, packed with cash heading to the States
I fill them with holes if they get stubborn, the bullets are tracers like in hell
Don't act dumb, the rifles from Toronto, I never check the price, if I like it, I buy it
I never lose a battle, always come back strong, if they throw me the bad, they die soon
Undefeated in the games, I haven't stepped on the penalties, but inside the cherry, I had business to handle
They tried to set me up on the ranches, the feds, and I bolted like hell through all the brush

A triple wash to get wild
For the ups and downs, a wax pen
A whiskey from your dad's time, just to kick things off (just to kick things off)
A damn hot girl to dance
I got some cash to blow
Some Milky Ways to lighten the mood, just to kick things off