Gorda Puerca

In the corner of the neighborhood,
we listen to the radio,
while a barbecue is being prepared, metal and booze...
We laugh our asses off,
the smell is not of pizza.
The break paints the joint
and we watch the corner...

A greasy fat woman, with a face like a cake,
needs a dick, we all went forward,
we beat her up while she laughed,
the metal and her screams were heard in the block

She cleaned our dicks well and we ran away,
because a police car showed up,
the cops got out,
with guns in hand,
they picked up the fat woman asking for her record,
and the ball answers that she was happy,
for having debuted at our expense,
the cops look at each other, and put her in the car,
the annoying little pig continued with her party...

Fat Pig!!!