Loquera

This is music for the club
The friends jump like on a skateboard
The girls shamelessly show their breasts
They lift their skirts, light a joint

Everyone looks at me as if I were a thug
But I don't steal, I don't traffic either
The only thing I do is make a good sound
So they forget about the bad things happening

Be quiet and respect if you don't want me to slap you
Your girl told me you're a toy
That's why she leaves and goes with someone else
Quick like a rocket, if there's a problem, a machete goes in
The street is heavy, the rich guys are loose
And military cadets are getting high, everyone with this stuff
This is to dance like Guaynaa's 'Rebota'
When this plays, they lose their calm
Here more than one loses their mind
They ask for a time out, to stop, trick from Maracay to Petare
I stayed with all the places, it's better to stop

They ask me to talk about a different topic
If it's just drugs, hookers that are in my mind
And no, no, no, I'm a smart guy
And I only do what people like

Talking nonsense

This is music for the club
The friends jump like on a skateboard
The girls shamelessly show their breasts
They lift their skirts, light a joint

Everyone looks at me as if I were a thug
But I don't steal, I don't traffic either
The only thing I do is make a good sound
So they forget about the bad things happening

I only compete with Sotorius
The rest just make me laugh
I don't care, they give me the creeps
They throw what they say and fail
My friends are the same ones who kick your friends' asses on the tracks
And I'm not talking about instrumentals
You don't even appear in the news
Living stroking my dick
Let's see if they get my attention
I don't understand the movie they're living
I see everyone in decline
Even bending over, they don't sound like me
They're all Pocoyo, many with little flow
I'm making money with the shows
The life I dreamed of is the one I have today