Wu-Tang Clan (part. Angel Almaguer)

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I-I-It's WICKED OUTSIDE

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
Or by air, the cops can't see me
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I spend the stash that comes in each month

A deal like the Wu-Tang Clan
Some guys are packing heat, some with mini submachine guns
And others rolling with SCARs
I roll with tactical gear, like the SWAT
I've always had the power to attract the good without showing it

On Rodeo Drive, wearing the Hurricane cap
To spend, I use my metal credit card
I got the damn AMEX and a hot Asian girl
Who moves it just right with her hentai body

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
Or by air, the cops can't see me
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I spend the stash that comes in each month

Hey, I'm surrounded by women and I got stacks of cash
I don't care about anything anymore
I blow up hotels, lots of luxury and pleasure
There are several who want to take me down

Oh, my picture's in the Sonora Informativo
I've hit several targets for the gringos
Those who helped me know I won't forget them
And here at the border, we're making noise

Dirty money keeps making money
And I earn it and spend it however I want
Dirty money keeps making money
And I earn it and spend it however I want

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
Or by air, the cops can't see me
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I spend the stash that comes in each month

And for sure, I don't know what will happen tomorrow
Just seeing the dashboard of the Urus, that gets me hyped
Thinking that what I saw far away in two weeks
I was getting it done in the game

And for sure, and for sure, easy money
Bags stuffed and I’m also packing a forty
And for sure, and for sure, easy money
So they can see how I move in the Monopoly

Dirty money keeps making money
And I earn it and spend it however I want
Dirty money keeps making money
And I earn it and spend it however I want

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
Or by air, the cops can't see me
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I spend the stash that comes in each month

We move the goods through the narco tunnel
Or by air, the cops can't see me
I get wild from Friday to Monday
I spend the stash that comes in each month

The mind shines
With the Saints
Tell me, WICKED
DUNKO
With the Ganggy