DISCOTEKA (feat. Lola Indigo)

Where are all my cats?
Where are they?

With the bottles to the sky
The butts to the ground
With the bottles to the sky
The butts to the ground

Let's go to the disco, my treat
I bring the weed, Mary, light it up
I'm wet, it's hot
I have it easy, they don't say no

You know the tough ones have arrived
The ones who go all out
We're going to shake our waists
Ready to let loose

All my girls are on fire for the street
And we're going from Madrid to Buenos Aires
The fernet and sangria always cold
But the hookah stays lit

We arrive when it's night
Until the sun comes up
The dangerous ones have arrived
You know who they are

With the bottles to the sky
The butts to the ground
With the bottles to the sky
The butts to the ground

Let's go to the disco, my treat
I bring the weed, Mary, light it up
I'm wet, it's hot
I have it easy, they don't say no

The DJ plays my song
When I enter the dance floor, you already feel the pressure
I moved it so hard that the button popped off
It's not that I intend to, it's that I attract attention

My imagination runs wild, baby, you're already stirred up
I cleared your doubts, because I'm an expert
Tell me, Mary, the theory is true
That you're the president of the flow

And let's go to the strip club
Thong on the outside with style
I pay for it, you ask calmly
I'm always serious, I don't hesitate
Look how it shines

My cat isn't a cat if it doesn't scratch
The weed doesn't kill, but, a little, it does harm
My small boobs don't look like mountains
But this is the tightest ass in Spain

Tell them
If Mary comes, light it up
If the note goes down, just raise it
You get hot, just tell them
Tell them

Let's go to the disco, my treat
I bring the weed, Lola, light it up
I'm wet, it's hot
I have it easy, they don't say no

Let's go to the disco-te-te-teca
Let's go to the disco-te-te-teca (The Girl from Argentina)
Let's go to the disco-te-te-teca (Lola Indigo)
(Let's go to the disco-te-te-te)