Piñas En Mano
Alfredo Olivas
Pineapples in Hand
I’ve got my foot in the stirrup of the armored truck
I’ve turned the new order for the crew
They sent us some work, we’re gonna make a scene
Don’t get in my way, 'cause we’re outta here
They put on their vests, they masked up
With guns loaded and pineapples in hand
Everyone was in sync, didn’t need anyone else
Like lightning, they jumped on the ones from last year
We rolled out in the convoy
We dropped in at dawn
We got out aiming
With R launching grenades
They were waiting for us and the battle began
By the signal, it was on
And everyone went for the kill
We left the world at the border shaking
And the people we took out came from outside
They wanted to take my turf
But they were in for a rough time
And here I am still the boss, you better respect me
People who really matter
And who lend me a hand
I’ve earned the trust of the high-ranking folks
I’m not gonna give them my name
Not 'cause I’m scared
I don’t live in the desert
But I admire the camels
