Déjale caer to al suelo

Hector the Gangster!
Presenting!!
Nah-nah-nah-nah
To the new lethal idiot
Straight from
The recycling room
Damn!!!
Screwed!!!

Screwed, come on, we gotta do this
Drop it all to the ground
Just like the gays, like I’m expressing for 100
Drop it all to the ground
Come on, so he can buy some cheese
Drop it all to the ground
For the whores and for the gays, sex
Drop it all to the ground

Bitch, that’s why I express myself
I’ll hit you hard, girl, you’ll sell out for 2 bucks
And that activates you, makes you a pain
Yomo will take you, mistreat you, and throw you
Knock you down, Yomo knows about that
Leaves you with cheese, to make you quiet
I got a package that doesn’t have a dime
That’s why, drop it all to the ground

Screwed, come on, we gotta do this
Drop it all to the ground
Just like the gays, like I’m expressing for 100
Drop it all to the ground
Come on, so he can buy some cheese
Drop it all to the ground
For the whores and for the gays, sex
Drop it all to the ground

Leave it in heat and drop it all to the ground
Whoever comes out wet, I’ll dry with my mouth
I’ll send him cheese until he’s dumb
Whoever gets hard, I’ll take him down with two hands
Sahueso, today I’m gonna test your bone
Giving you a ride with no return
This is milk and cheese, for singing so bad we’re all going to jail
Screwed, drop it all to the ground

Screwed, come on, we gotta do this
Drop it all to the ground
Just like the gays, like I’m expressing for 100
Drop it all to the ground
Come on, so he can buy some cheese
Drop it all to the ground
For the whores and for the gays, sex
Drop it all to the ground

This is music so the girl shakes her tail
Yomo will break it all, slide it in and blow it up
You’re cardboard, you’re killing yourself
You’re a masochist, you’re tying the rope yourself
Out of control in the park, throwing the rubber
You want a fat cop, you’re such a greedy whore
Or make a fist, you’re not that hot
Because I saw the things that are made of rubber?
Also, more than one can enter through the back, they’re also rubber?
You can’t be made of rubber
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...

Hector, the Gangster!
Presenting!
Another secret weapon!
Hahaha!
Damn!
This is some Sick Blood...
You heard?
Hahaha!!
Remember, guys!
Let the loud ones brag...
The story doesn’t change!
Hahaha!
The one who discovered America,
Was Chris, take a Colon!!
Hahaha!
The Father!!
No speaking English?
You pa-ppaa-aa!!
You heard?
You pa-ppaa-aa!!
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...
Drop it all to the ground...

Hahaha!
Boly Tunes!
Nelly!
The secret cake!
"Gold Chaplin Music!"