Pabajo (feat. Nahuel The Coach)

He says, prrrr
Alejo Isakk
He says
Nahuel The Coach
You already know
Hey, hey

She wants to know the accent of the Argentinians
Have you heard how the clandestine kids sound?
Here we don't drink champagne
In the neighborhood, we drink wine

We leave you deaf, we ring your ears
Come on, bro, drop the beat and I'll follow you
A neighborhood dembow, an aggressive twerk
She doesn't want a rich kid, she wants a daring guy
She changes the routine of traveling by bus
We break the schemes and turn off the TV

Looks come and go
And the girls entertain themselves
Stand to make the hundreds

Mommy, where do you want me to take you down
Take you down
Take you down

Mommy, where do you want me to take you down
Take you down
Take you down

Stop, stop, stop, stop, let's change
Mommy, what do you want me to take you down
Take you down
Take you down

Down, down, down, down, down, down
Take you down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down to the floor

She knows she's pretty, everyone notices her presence
She combines her beauty with her intelligence
She has a friend who is a very bad influence
If she goes out with her, she'll have to deal with the consequences

She knows she's pretty, everyone notices her presence
She combines her beauty with her intelligence
She has a friend who is a very bad influence
If she goes out with her, she'll have to deal with the consequences

The tickets we spend, the blunts we light
Before we had nothing but now we're going full throttle
I go on tour everywhere, you already know what's good
We take the babes with us and we light up the frogs
I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus

With the rats, with the rats, with the rats, with the rats
I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus, I don't do chorus
With the rats, with the rats, with the rats, with the rats
In the street making noise, the ship making noise
Mommy, I'm your bandit so take off your dress
Where they pass by, I follow them in the Polara

I go out, I perfume myself with a good sports car
I don't dirty my hands, you know what I mean
I don't get on any bus, no conflictive problem
Since we were kids, we've been wise to the fools and fake friends
Good things and bad things and where's the cash

Prrrr
Mommy, where do you want me to take you down

Take you down
Take you down
Down, down, down, down, down, down
Take you down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down to the floor

So the booty bounces, you know, the tremor
For the guys on the corner who are picking the flower
Twerking fever diagnosed by the doctor

Prepare the bikini because the heat has arrived
Heat, heat, heat, heat
Heat, heat, the heat has arrived
Heat, heat, heat, heat, heat, the heat has arrived

Prrrr
Hey, he says, Alejo Isakk
Making dembow
Let them twerk, let them twerk, Nahuel The Coach
We're in the rhythm, you already know
Alejo Isakk sounds to you and resonates with your girl
It resonates
It resonates
We're in the rhythm, you know
Prrr