Tra Tra Tra (remix) (feat. Guaynaa y Mad Fuentes)

Never drink, never drink
Never drink, never drink
Never drink, never drink
Never drink, never drink
Never drink, never drink
Never drink, never drink
Never drink, Ghetto Kids

Never drinks a lot, has plenty of ass
No one controls her, if she dances she takes off her clothes
(What pressure), crazy, she smokes weed
She doesn't want to be bothered, they want to pick her up

Makes me go tra tra trabe
Makes me go tra tra trabe
Makes me go tra tra trabe (ghetto kids)
Makes me go tra tra tra (says)
Calm down

How can I not get stuck, with such a thing
I get stuck and all the damn jealous ones get stuck too
She doesn't drink soda, what she drinks is mimosa
It's a serious thing, extra dangerous

Makes me go tra tra trabe
You have me hooked, you have me in trouble
Tell me if you like it, tell me if it fits
Because I tried them and wow, it tastes so good

I know you make tortillas
Rapi pinta that makes scissors
And that you are calm in quotation marks
Put me in charge because I'm going to put you in the chair
To stuff you with slaps, like a mare from Pancho Villa

If I were your newborn
I go on a hunger strike against the bottle
Give me breast because I'm a big eater woman
Those two beauties surrounding your sternum
Are natural, you say or are they silicone

Makes me go tra tra trabe
Makes me go tra tra trabe
Makes me go tra tra trabe
Makes me go tra tra tra
Calm down

Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward

The Guaynaa bitchi

The white boy let loose, Guaynaa bitche the guaybon
He had the switch down and you turned it on
You make me stuck, confused
I seek peace, but because of your lack of consideration

Makes me go tra tra trabe
She wants me to nail, nail her
Guess her heart
Lock her up, gently gently
This doesn't end until it's over

Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward