Boxer

They wondered where I am
I got lost like Wally
Like Madrid with Solari
Street but Armani
The last one to leave the party
In the center
Like Iniesta and Xavi
Do you remember mommy
They used to call me a hoodlum
Now loaded with money
Injecting me with her love
More legendary than El Fari
With two asses from Cali
No longer waiting for the grave
Now the Grammy awaits me
Mehari
I'm not for the bullshit
I don't want luxuries
But I want my Ferrari
Call me daddy
Don't call me an asshole
My love, then you cry
Sweetie sweetie

I dreamed of being in Lost
They heard about me even though I don't post
My rum with ice, my sky, my God
I'm in love with you but I like both of you
And as the cop says, don't make excuses
Talking about Lambos and pulling buses
They bragged about money but were losers
With many whores but few brains
And all I do is to make you happy
Night falls on the block and I didn't even eat
I repeated it, they didn't trust me
Now I bill more figures than fucking pi
I want eleven, pimp
I'm already touching the sky but far from you
No time for bullshit, no more free time
I'm eating the pussy of a model in Paris
Suck my dick

Call the record label, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out
And they called me crazy
Look mommy don't call me, the voicemail will come out
I'm still in Miami spending a million
And I don't even take photos
And they called me crazy

Call the record label, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out
And they called me crazy
Look mommy don't call me, the voicemail will come out
I'm still in Miami spending a million
And I don't even take photos
And they called me crazy

I'm the hit of the summer, the bad boy
The good blunt, the strong rum
I'm expensive, very expensive
With a lot of nerve
I go without fears
Or cash
We started here
With counted euros
My supermarket
I looked for money
With fire in my hands
And made it rain
Without study or work
But with cinnamon
I was counting more bundles
Without having a career
SD Compostela
This is pure Galician
Don't come to daddy with bad manners
We'll end up with gunshots
Cousin shootout
Building a castle
With a grain of sand
I already lit the candles
Now my era begins
And for those who didn't believe in us
Fuck you from the Panamera

Call the record label, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out
And they called me crazy
Look mommy don't call me, the voicemail will come out
I'm still in Miami spending a million
And I don't even take photos
And they called me crazy

Call the record label, cancel the call
I'm still in bed with Vanessa and Nicole
They're eating each other out
And they called me crazy
Look mommy don't call me, the voicemail will come out
I'm still in Miami spending a million
And I don't even take photos
And they called me crazy