Chulin Culin Chunfly (remix)

Chulin Culin Chunfly by Voltio
Attention all ladies!
Get on the dance floor!
'cuz it's going down!
It's a party tonight, baby!
(13th Street Resident!)
Volt!
Featuring!
Three 6 Mafia!

Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...

With your chulin culin cunflai...
(I open my mouth and my tongue falls out!)
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope you are my mai!)

When I smell you I fall for the bait
With your perfume, with your cologne
You are a devil, a demon
Let's get married but without ceremony
Let's get married the bad way
In the kitchen, in the bathroom, in the living room
Don't be "chic" with me, eat shit
You marry me in a rural way
The rider has arrived, the one who steals your wallet
With her Brazilian buttocks
With a lot of sauce, salsa sauce
(It doesn't smell like tomatoes!)
(It smells like a rascal!)

Coconut palm sticks to the leaf
Wild cat behind the reinca
Afueguillo, the rake of all the realengas
I have something here for you to entertain yourself
Put your hands on the floor and your buttocks up
Let's go underground, don't be shy
You like banditry, if you are a diva
(Bhaaa!) Don't play dumb...

Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...

With your chulin culin cunflai...
(I open my mouth and my tongue falls out!)
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope you are my mai!)

What happened, shorty?
What are you gonna do?
Let the palitroque dip in Ragú sauce

To dip your fingers in baby food
Hey, don't kick me, this isn't kung-fu

It's the Mafia and Voltio
In the club full of whoa's with some badass hoe's
It's a Polaroid moment 'cuz we flashy in here
With so many diamonds it don't even look real

The Three 6 Mafia stayin' high...
Chasin' latina girls till we die...
And we love the way they shake it, oh my...
Please let me get a piece of that pie...

The 3-6 mafia stayin hiuiiiiiigghhhh

Chasin latina girls till we die-ee-ee

And we love the way they shake it oh my-yyy

Please let me get get a piece of that pie-e-ee-e-

You can see the line, the split
The one that divides the whiteness of your buttock
Dura, you are pure blood
Pure blood, for you I leave celibacy
And I get rid of the cure...
(Do you swear to me?) Na', not even that much...
Well after you give me the song
I'm going to fight against any saint
I rob four banks and jump off a ravine

I sometimes get stuck
But even if I am left crippled
I love the calanco
In his little white pants
in which pandorca sprouts
Abuser, after the child hangs her
He has her on a diet but she's fat anyway
He doesn't eat corn but he loves the cob
If it catches fire you have to hit the hose
We continue the pichaera...

Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...
Shake, shake it like a rattlesnake...
Move, move it like a rattlesnake...

With your chulin culin cunflai...
(I open my mouth and my tongue falls out!)
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope!) I hope...
(I hope you are my mai!)