Jorge Ben Jor

Ayy, Zona Norte, let's go
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy

Jorge Ben Jor, I'm a very big Rush
One more shot, whiskey, I'm getting jiggy-jiggy
I finish off rats, with Mickey, maybe Minnie
Trust in my skill, it's the Rush hit machine
If this guy tries, I'll put him to sleep
Don't act like a hero, dude, if you're not a comic book
In a white shirt, my khaki pants
I don't know if you noticed, but these are Nike
Still, I'm releasing some sneakers
They say I'm fancy and I found you a pigsty
They say they'll pay a lot for the leaks
But so far, honestly, I haven't seen any money
Another pack, another dose to keep me busy
The brightest light and this guy wants to hide me
It doesn't make sense, they'll lose a limb like amputating
I say: I'm the toughest guy he'll hear

Seriously, I don't know where they can limit
I keep thinking a lot: Where's my limit?
Girl, what's your purpose if not just to shake it?
I put it in your circuit, maybe I'll make it flow
My plug is in the neighborhood, I know it will roar
My bro is a scammer and he'll pull your info
Ask if I remember anything, I think I won't remember
What I did last night is not something to talk about
He forced friendship, maybe it's better to cut it off
I passed by a guard and he wanted to search me
She thought I was a magazine cover
Stepping on Margiela, but also on All-Star
She jumped on my bed, thought it was a spa
After a while, I had to show the sword
If you understood me, there was no Uno, I didn't talk about a card
She asked to be hit, even brought a whip
The way she clung to the neck, it was a tie
The way this face looks like a mockery like a brag
The way he leads life, she'll end up at Giraffas
Dude, he'll be fried with some potatoes
My gang left the block, bursting pinatas
If this guy looks askance, I present the paws

Jorge Ben Jor, I'm a very big Rush
One more shot, whiskey, I'm getting jiggy-jiggy
I finish off rats, with Mickey, maybe Minnie
Trust in my skill, it's the Rush hit machine
If this guy tries, I'll put him to sleep
Don't act like a hero, dude, if you're not a comic book
In a white shirt, my khaki pants
I don't know if you noticed, but these are Nike
Still, I'm releasing some sneakers
They say I'm fancy and I found you a pigsty
They say they'll pay a lot for the leaks
But so far, I haven't seen any money
Another pack, another dose to keep me busy
The brightest light and these guys want to hide me
It doesn't make sense, they'll lose a limb like amputating
I say: I'm the toughest guy they'll hear

Ha (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Big Rush, Zona Norte