El Corrido Del Tamarindo

Headed to the finish line
My people are waiting for me
The alerts on my radio
Haven't stopped ringing
Little ones, don't worry
I'll be arriving soon
The vultures

Like a fish in water
Happy and carefree
I stroll around here
This is my second ranch
Connected with the big shots
I don't need the clubs

And there the vultures are left, buddy Komander, and let the tracatera from Culiacán to Phoenix be heard, buddy, here goes my buddy

Girls to throw up
And plenty of friends
People I've promised
The ballads play
The band echoes
The wine and the weed
Bring the panic
My name is Tamarind
My last name is sleepless!
And let Komander's big band be heard, listen
The vultures!
And here goes buddy Tamarind
Once again, I'm really wasted
As the ballad says
And amidst all the smoke
I think I've lost my mind
I don't know how much I've drunk
Or how much I've taken
And how great it sounds, the vultures with the big bass
Top-notch women
I'm getting picky
I take advantage of my luck
God has been generous
I'm shameless, I don't deny it
I think I'm very stubborn

And go for it, buddy Komander, for all the tough crowd, big bass

Girls to throw up
And plenty of friends
People I've promised
The ballads play
The band echoes
The wine and the weed
Bring the panic
My name is Tamarind
My last name is sleepless!
Let's go to Culiacán, Sinaloa, big bass, until dawn, big bass, and pure altered movement