La Romana (feat. El Alfa)

Pass me the hookah, eh
The chorus is already lit
The women are without husbands, eh

Pass me the hookah, eh
North Pole with all of us cold
Demagogues don't say a word, eh, hey

Today I'm rolling
La Romana lit up better than Dubai, hey
You're a bandit, you bring it
Hey, if I tell her to come, she comes, hey
Hopefully, hopefully tonight you'll be my mom, eh, hey

You and I naked in the yard, hey
If I want the movie, I put it on replay, hey
Today you're with the fool, who doesn't deal or shoot (no)
But all the fingers in PR come with my face

Dude, what's up with this guy who doesn't loosen the hose
Tell me, buddy, they sewed my mouth shut, I don't know how to smoke, eh
Is the hookah yours or are you a hookah smoker
He doesn't let go of the hose, the crazy one
Shit, how gangster is this guy (yeah, yeah)
Reggie Miller (yeah)

Pass me the hookah, eh
The chorus is already lit
The women are without husbands, hey

Pass me the hookah, eh
North Pole with all of us cold
Demagogues don't say a word

Pass me the hookah, eh
The chorus is already lit
The women are without husbands, hey

Pass me the hookah, eh
North Pole with all of us cold
Demagogues don't say a word

And I stay with you
Until the night ends
And I stay with you
Until the night ends

And I stay with you
Until the night ends
And I stay with you
Until the night ends

What the street throws is fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire

What the street throws is fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire

Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot

Don't compare me
I have to buy the competition
I was my whole movement with its offspring
Every day I go up and you get desperate
And every time I go up a floor, I take away the stairs

All the demagogues I took them off the side
And anyway, they want to stay stuck in the teapot
The street is on fire, the street has fire
Anyway I throw it, El Alfa doesn't fail

Everyone wants me, I have the money
And the women lick me like Chavo's lollipop
Even the demagogues follow me
You want me to shoot you, or beat you to death

The checks arrive, the checks arrive, the checks arrive
The checks arrive, the checks arrive, the checks arrive

What the street throws is fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire

Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot
Burning, hot, burning, hot

The street is on fire, be careful, don't get burned
Everyone wants to be me, they want my DNA
I am already a legend and still a child
She doesn't mention you and even less if she comes

They crush, they stay like Pompeii (lava)
You're listening to the new star (uh)
The club is on fire, bring the bottles
Ask for more, ask for more, that one doesn't satisfy me
What a fucking happiness, today everyone gets it, hey

All quiet, we don't give details, hey
Your baby called, so I can watch her
Indicate my crazy, give me the light (light)
Who the hell are you

You're a dema ga
You're a dema ga
You're a dema ga-gue-gui-go-gu

What the street throws is fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire

What the street throws is fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire (fire, fire)
Fire, fire

Me
You don't have money, you're in trouble
Send me the location
I'm going to send you 5 dembows in an Uber
So you can get hit

Good Bunny, Bad Bunny
El Alfa, the Boss, the plant, the beast, the best
You know