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Boxer

Se preguntaron dónde está
Me perdí como Wall-E
Como el Madrid con el Solari
Stripper Armani
El último en dejar la party
Por el centro, como Iniesta y Xavi

¿Recuerdas mami, que me llamaban cani?
Ahora peta'o de money pinchándome su cari'
Más mito que el Fari con dos culos de Cali
Ya no espera la tumba, ahora espera el Grammy
Mehari, no estoy pa'l cabi
No quiero lujos pero quiero mi Ferrari

Llámame daddy, no me llames cabrón
Mi amor, que luego lloras, cari', cari'
Soñé estar en Lost
Supieron de mí y eso que no cuelgo ni un post (Mi Ron con hielo)

Mi cielo, mi Dios
Estoy enamora'o de ti pero me gustáis las dos
Y como el madero dice, no te excuses
Hablo de lambos' y tiro de buses

Que fardaron del dinero pero fueron loosers
Con muchas putas pero pocas luces
Y yo todo lo que hago es para hacerte feliz
Se hace de noche en el bloque y yo ni comí

Mira que lo repetí, no confiaron en mí
Ahora facturo más cifras que el puto número pi
I want eleven, PIMP
Que estoy rozando ya el cielo pero to' lejos de ti

Ni tiempo pal' pis, ya no tengo free
Estoy comiéndome el pussy de una modelo en París
Llama a la disquera, cancela la call
Que sigo por la cama con Vanessa y Nicole
Están comiéndose el toto (Comiéndose el toto)
Y me llamaban loco (Klk)

Mira mami, no me llames, salta el buzón
Sigo por Miami gastando el millón
Y no saco ni fotos (No saco ni fotos)
Y me llamaban loco

Llama a la disquera, cancela la call
Que sigo por la cama con Vanessa y Nicole
Están comiéndose el toto (Comiéndose el toto)
Y me llamaban loco (¿Qué lo que e'?)

Mira mami, no me llames, salta el buzón
Sigo por Miami gastando el millón
Y no saco ni fotos (No saco ni fotos)
Y me llamaban loco

Soy el hit del verano, el chico malo
El blunt bueno, el ron del palo
El John caro, muy caro
Con mucho descaro
Que voy sin miedos, ni chavos
Que aquí empezamos con euros contados
Mi supermercados
Busqué el dinero con el fuego en las manos (Y lo hice llover)

Y sin estudio ni trabajo, pero con canela
Ya estuve contando los fajos sin tener carrera
Ese de Compostela, esto es pura gallega
No le vengas a papi, nunca con malas maneras

Que acabaremos a balazos, primo balasera
Y hacer un castillazo con un granito de arena
Ya puse las velas, ahora empieza mi era
Pa' los que no creían, fuck you desde el Panamera

Llama la disquera, cancela la call
Que sigo por la cama con Vanessa y Nicole
Están comiéndose el toto (Comiéndose el toto)
Y me llamaban loco (Klk)

Mira mami, no me llames, salta el buzón
Sigo por Miami gastando el millón
Y no saco ni fotos (No saco ni fotos)
Y me llamaban loco

Llama la disquera, cancela la call
Que sigo por la cama con Vanessa y Nicole
Están comiéndose el toto (Comiéndose el toto)
Y me llamaban loco (Klk)

Mira mami no me llames, salta el buzón
Sigo por Miami gastando el millón
Y no saco ni fotos (No saco ni fotos)
Y me llamaban loco

Boxer

They wondered where I was
I got lost like Wall-E
Like Madrid with Solari
Stripper Armani
The last one to leave the party
Through the center, like Iniesta and Xavi

Remember, babe, they used to call me a dog?
Now I'm loaded with money, pinching your ass
More mythical than Fari with two Cali asses
She no longer waits for the grave, now she waits for the Grammy
Mehari, I'm not up for the cab
I don't want luxuries, but I want my Ferrari

Call me daddy, don't call me an asshole
My love, you'll cry later, babe, babe
I dreamed of being on Lost
They knew about me even though I don't post anything (My rum with ice)

My heaven, my God
I'm in love with you, but I like you both
And as the cop says, don't make excuses
I talk about Lambos and throw buses

They bragged about the money but they were losers
With many whores but little light
And everything I do is to make you happy
It's getting dark in the block and I haven't even eaten

Look how I repeated it, they didn't trust me
Now I'm billing more numbers than the fucking number pi
I want eleven, PIMP
I'm already touching the sky but so far from you

No time to pee, I don't have free time anymore
I'm eating a model's pussy in Paris
Call the record company, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out (Eating each other out)
And they called me crazy (Klk)

Look, babe, don't call me, the mailbox is full
I'm still in Miami spending the million
And I don't even take pictures (I don't even take pictures)
And they called me crazy

Call the record company, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out (Eating each other out)
And they called me crazy (What's up?)

Look, babe, don't call me, the mailbox is full
I'm still in Miami spending the million
And I don't even take pictures (I don't even take pictures)
And they called me crazy

I'm the summer hit, the bad boy
The good blunt, the rum from the stick
The expensive John, very expensive
With a lot of nerve
I go without fear, or money
We started here counting euros
My supermarkets
I looked for the money with fire in my hands (And I made it rain)

And without a studio or a job, but with cinnamon
I was already counting the wads without having a career
That one from Compostela, this is pure Galician
Don't come to daddy, never with bad manners

We'll end up shooting, cuz shooting
And make a castle with a grain of sand
I already set the sails, now my era begins
For those who didn't believe, fuck you from the Panamera

Call the record company, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out (Eating each other out)
And they called me crazy (Klk)

Look, babe, don't call me, the mailbox is full
I'm still in Miami spending the million
And I don't even take pictures (I don't even take pictures)
And they called me crazy

Call the record company, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out (Eating each other out)
And they called me crazy (Klk)

Look, babe, don't call me, the mailbox is full
I'm still in Miami spending the million
And I don't even take pictures (I don't even take pictures)
And they called me crazy