Estrellas de Rock

They’ve been waiting for this moment, and now it’s finally here
I jumped right in without an invite, no fear
The rivals are scared of a new lesson to learn
The real ones just show respect and admiration in turn

In the hood, I got the goods and weapons in stock
A .45 that goes with my Glock
Eating shrimp while I sip on some Clicquot
And in my backpack, more drugs than a rock star’s show

Sometimes I feel like I’m oversharing too much
But I’m always sure when I give my touch
I’ve seen so many thugs meet their end
So every day I trust less when I see a tough friend

I’ve found the meaning in this, I stole their role
Years of hard work to reach this goal
I’ll be with my crew when we cut the cake
And sing 'Por Una Cabeza' in honor of Gardel’s break

Yeah yeah, ah (woo)
Bad singers
Yeah yeah
It’s the MDB, we’re back again, huh
Bad singers
This ain’t music, it’s drugs
Bad singers, baby

I step out dressed in Prada with a shiny nine
And a girl who’s driving drunk, looking fine
She’s got that devilish look, knows I’m on fire
From the days we used to steal at Zara, no liar

If that bitch wants drama, don’t give her a chance
She came with two friends, I gave it to all three at a glance
My Dolce&Gabbana robe, my Moncler vest
To be like me, you gotta be born again, no jest

They’ve been waiting for this moment, and now it’s finally here
All the neighborhoods know Bardero$ is the religion here
Mom’s calling ‘cause I was on TV last night
And I tell her I bought my first mansion, feeling alright

They see me roll by with a big bag, paid in cash
And the kids in the hood getting bolder, making a splash
With a dumb blonde dodging the raids, oh so slick
I’m a rock star, don’t get it twisted, that’s the trick

Yeah yeah, ah (Woo)
Bad singers
Yeah yeah
It’s the MDB, we’re back again, huh
Bad singers
This ain’t music, it’s drugs
Bad singers, baby