Con Puras De 25

Dangerous' like a nine, she moves brutally
I have what she wants and she wants to abuse that
This is Jairo Ve-ra

I have what makes you lose control
Smoke a blunt while another one rolls
Today I want you to shake your tail
Let's go to the club, keep the guns

I have what makes you lose control
Smoke a blunt while another one rolls
Today I want you to shake your tail
Let's go to the club, keep the guns

We leave the chipeta in the caleta
The Gucci van that is complete
I melt you, cut Keta, panky party, in my apartment
So you know, when I put it in you

We're expensive, butter on the neck
We don't care about the dry fools
We're creating pure messes
In the GLA, like GTA

She calls, she wants me to break her
During the day she acts dumb. But night falls and she gets on
She wants to go on a trip in the meche'
I tell her to take advantage, that the tickets are free

With only twenty-fives and drinking lean
We're counting more money than a leap
With your girl we had a great feast
Yesterday I had a girlfriend, but today I saw you and I ended it
With you I throw more than one ring
They fly for the bling-bling
The fools in the mud

I without ties we pass them on the side, like Vin Diesel
Chin-chin, my chains sound, my partner with your partner
My partners serving time
We sound where you don't sound

I have what makes you lose control
Smoke a blunt while another one rolls
Today I want you to shake your tail
Let's go to the club, keep the guns

I have what makes you lose control
Smoke a blunt while another one rolls
Today I want you to shake your tail
Let's go to the club, keep the guns

Aha, Jairo Ve-ra
Tell me, DJ Tao
We're dancing heavily
So you fall in love and improve
(Brr-brr)
From Chile to Argentina
For the finest chicks