EL PRESIDENTE DE ARGENTINA (ESPN)

Hey, hey, hey
Welcome, this is music to make money
This is music to break fools
This is the National Anthem, my friend

Hooking up with a girl, a Milei fan, she tells me it wasn't 30,000
Ah, she was totally off right away
My love, I can't chill, I gotta make 30,000
This shark mentality is getting to me

The richest guy in the West, we're coming down
Don't talk to me about your problems, you're bringing me down
Kilos and packs stuffed in the backpack
My love, I'm a fidget spinner, with how much I'm touring

Drop by the neighborhood, the joint is always spinning
Buddy, I'm from Boca, I don't back down against Milan
I'm hooking up so much, I don't even like girls anymore
I'm playing solo, this feels like Minesweeper

This joint is Carlos Tévez taking you to China
This year I'm gonna crown, I'm rising up
I'm not on the ground floor, I'm on the top floor
This joint leaves you dumb, FMS Argentina

I make a sea of silver, I'm not in Las Toninas
I couldn't care less about Milei, I'm the president of Argentina
Know it, friend
Joshu

(?) to the K's, but I'm not from Cualca
This ain't coke, dude, nor Fanta
They joke about fentanyl, and I got friends in fentanyl, ahh
Run from the fakes, they kick down your door
That's your mom's house, not a drug spot

You talk nonsense, deal with the consequences
I already hit it once, I'm gonna hit it again
Buddy, I'm awake, I don't take naps
She and her friend don't throw events, but they throw me a party

Sarmiento Line, Moreno, Floresta
Joshu, I swear, hates the fools
I'm German Beder, I shoot for the basket
I don't have a movie, you're going for the sixth

Music from the heart, music straight from the depths of my soul
This is a new season, a new season
I'm a sensitive being, buddy, cut it out, cut it out
Joshu, Joshu, Joshu