Buscandomela

We live a life of luxury, pure Arab style
Spending dollars, the talk and the Jere
And we don't think if tomorrow I'll die
What I know is that I'm looking for it
And you throwing money
Blessing for all those deprived of freedom
And if they want to shoot, shoot me
I don't rely on anyone
I'm active so watch out
My Glock sounds in the street

Hey, Jairo Vera

With the Giusseppe Zanotti
Mafioso like John Gotti
Neck full of butter
That makes the cats look exotic
Gangsters don't fall in love
Living life at a thousand miles per hour
We're young and pretty
To cry over a girlfriend
Dolce, Balmain
Jordan, Gucci, Louis V off white
Man, there's no room for fools
I'm going to the USA so bye, bye
Dolce, Balmain
Jordan, Gucci, Louis V off white
Man, there's no room for fools
I'm going to the USA so bye, bye

I'm looking for it and you're throwing money
Blessing for all those deprived of freedom
And if they want to shoot, shoot me
I don't rely on anyone
I'm active so watch out
My Glock sounds in the street

The Clown takes care of me
Camilo and Pepon
The word 'such' was too big for them
Children of the mission
I see fools pretending
To be something they're not
Everyone loves me
Because I'm from the heart

And I
Know who the fools are who pretend to be my friends
For real
They say they're my brothers but they stab me in the back
They stab me

I'm looking for it and you're throwing money
Blessing for all those deprived of freedom
And if they want to shoot, shoot me
I don't rely on anyone
I'm active so watch out
My Glock sounds in the street (wow)

(Tell me)
(So you fall in love)