Me Re Sirve (part. Maxi El Brother y Eric Santana)

(Ah, now we're talking)
Hahaha
Maxi El Brother, for real
L-Gante
What's up, man?
Hey

Today we’re getting lit, I’ve got the rich guy all set up
Sunglasses on, eyes red
It’s hot, the fernet’s already mixed
The pool’s full, everything’s lined up

And that really works for me, tell me, who wouldn’t?
Look at how nice the day is, it’s just right
The laziness is on point, it’s been rescued
They turned up the volume and couldn’t hold back

And that girl really works for me
And that drink really works for me
And that ice really works for me
And that coconut, mm-mmm

And that girl really works for me
And that drink really works for me
And that ice really works for me
And that coconut, mm-mmm

We landed all hyped up
My buddy’s wild with a loaded revolver
A .38 that leaves six guys scattered
The night’s perfect for rolling in a bulletproof ride, I’m feeling pumped

We hit the street and the cops are watching us
They’re following the lead, step on it, let them chase
Two blunts spinning to light it up
The girl’s smoking the smoke from my stash

I’ve got more than Pikachu, I’ve got a couple bottles in the fridge
Ice and a bit of my attitude to get the three of them moving

Today we’re getting lit, I’ve got the rich guy all set up
Sunglasses on, eyes red
It’s hot, the fernet’s already mixed
The pool’s full, everything’s lined up

And that really works for me, tell me, who wouldn’t?
Look at how nice the day is, it’s just right
The laziness is on point, it’s been rescued
They turned up the volume and couldn’t hold back

And that girl really works for me
And that drink really works for me
And that ice really works for me
And that coconut, mmm

Don’t let it drop, don’t let it rain because we’re doing it in the cave
All the kicks are new but I kicked the soles
Don’t run her off, let them say what they want
This isn’t Puerto Rico, there’s no drama here

Because we’re not changing the subject, man, the street’s on fire
While she shakes it, it messes with your system
I’ve got a bud that looks like a gem
Smoke easy, buddy, or it’ll poison you

Watch out, in the ride
We’re crazy, always locked up
With the windows tinted, in the ride
We never roll relaxed

Watch out, in the ride
We’re crazy, always locked up
With the windows tinted, in the ride
We never roll relaxed

(Check out that girl moving it, moving it, moving it)
(Moving it, moving it, moving it and she won’t stop)
(It’s hot, like a .9, like a .9, like a .9)
(Like a .9, like a .9, it shoots)

Eh
Maxi El Brother
L-Gante, what’s up (Santana)
DT. Bilardo, yo
Cumbia 420 for the homies (Eric Santana, for real)
L-Gante, dog
Kriterio Music
Ah, now we’re talking, bro