Lyrics and translation Cartel de Santa - Vaya Vaya

Vaya Vaya

Volvió el Don Vergas
Bien relaja′o, jaraba'o, jaraba′o
Mora'o, mora'o, mora′o, mora′o, mora'o
Pasé los cuarenta y me siguen buscando morritas de veinte (Ah)
He pensado retirarme, también quedarme pa′ siempre
Aquí lo que manda es la gente, no un par de pendejos ojetes (Ey)
Que porque pegaron con una, pendejes, piensan que son jefes
Mequetrefes, pa' ser jefes necesitan de lo que carecen
Eso que es lo que tengo de sobra, mejor es que no me la engruesen
Por eso me pelan la ñonga, cuando le fumo a la bonga
Perro, vuelo como Jordan, tratan pero no lo logran
Eso lo saben de sobra, bien sabido desde siempre
Que tengo mujeres bonitas, modelos, actrices y algunas influencers
Piensan que me vencen, sueñan que me apañan (Prra, prra)
Mi metralla me acompaña a donde vaya (Prra, prra, prra, prra)
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Chotto Matte Kudasai, ′tamos relax, 'tamos high
No me diga dónde hay si yo soy el que la trae
Empínese ahí, deme mi like, si no le cae, dele por ahí
Caray, mejor khichuri que ice, mejor bufo como el Mai
Hay aguascas en la Huasca pa′ ponerme espiritual
Te presumes criminal, pero sigues en pañal
Traes madera de Pinocho literal, no eres real
Don Yepeto es tu papá, doña puta tu mamá
Muy mamones con sus clones, no traen nada original
Soy un pinche terrorista como los de Afganistán
Yo también le jalo al AK como los de Michoacán
Bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah)
Bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah)
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Vaya-vaya (Vaya-vaya), oye-oye (Oye-oye)
Un dedote al que me tire y un pulgar al que me apoye
Ajajajajaja
Si rafagueé 3 mil payasos nomás pa' andar jugando, homb'e
Y puro pinche Cartel de Santa a la verga
Ya te la you know, mucho flow, mucho flow, mucho flow
Tú síguele demostrando que sin otros no eres nadie
Mientras que yo sin nadie dejo claro que yo soy quien soy (Ah)
El viejón anda con Tokyo (Ah), Hiroshima y Nagasaki (Ah)
Watcha

Wow Wow

The Don Vergas is back
Totally chilled, stoned, stoned
Purple, purple, purple, purple, purple
I'm past forty and twenty-year-old chicks still chase me (Ah)
I've thought about retiring, also staying forever
Here, the people rule, not a couple of asshole pricks (Ey)
Just because they had one hit, dumbasses, they think they're bosses
Little shits, to be bosses they need what they lack
That thing I have in abundance, better not piss me off
That's why they lick my balls, when I smoke the bong
Dog, I fly like Jordan, they try but they can't
They know that very well, it's been known forever
That I have beautiful women, models, actresses and some influencers
They think they can beat me, they dream of catching me (Bitch, bitch)
My bullets accompany me wherever I go (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Chotto Matte Kudasai, we're chill, we're high
Don't tell me where it's at if I'm the one who has it
Get on it, give me my like, if you don't like it, go somewhere else
Damn, better khichuri than ice, better high like Mai
There's magic mushrooms in Huasca to get me spiritual
You boast about being a criminal, but you're still in diapers
You're literally made of Pinocchio wood, you're not real
Don Yepeto is your dad, your mom's a bitch
Too cocky with your clones, you ain't got nothing original
I'm a fucking terrorist like the ones in Afghanistan
I also pull the AK like the ones in Michoacán
Bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah)
Bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah), bam (Ah, ah)
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Wow-wow (Wow-wow), hey-hey (Hey-hey)
A middle finger to those who throw shade, a thumbs up to those who support me
Hahahahahaha
If I shot up 3 thousand clowns just for fun, man
And pure fucking Cartel de Santa, fuck yeah
You know how it is, much flow, much flow, much flow
You keep showing that you're nobody without others
While I, without anyone, make it clear that I am who I am (Ah)
The old man hangs with Tokyo (Ah), Hiroshima and Nagasaki (Ah)
Watcha