Matatan (remix) (feat. ECKO, Cazzu, Brray, Alan Gomez y DJ TAO)

This is the motherfucking remix (sheesh)
Matatan, double with the ra-ka-ta
A very flashy fantasizing (rra)
With three chacata (sheesh)
Problems, no talking
The plastic is full of it
Juanka, The Problematika
Friendly and I handle her completely (prra!)

When the party arrives, I always make it explode (e-e-ey)
So that the eyes don't show
If there's sun, let's go to the boat, a nugget on the neck (ey)
She wants my chains (hanging on her neckline)

Nobody does what I do
This is not cumbia, this is really tough
Send it to the Mecha and I'll go to Mecha
The car lowered with its big chain

These fools don't get it
They have no peers moving the roquete
They offer me a thousand contracts, but the money doesn't come
They copy our choreography, pretending to be criminals
If they only have bullets when we're not facing them

Ra-ta-ta, they can't kill me, I'm the matatan
And your girl goes down with the placata, rakata
And I have her on all fours like an animal, unruly
With that ass, I sin, I give her tra-tra-tra (Cazzu, baby)

And hold me tighter, daddy, so it feels strong
It excites me that you're a tough guy, dude, a real criminal
They were pretending so much, I have them as suitors
I got hotter and more than one regrets it
Look at everything I brought
Lower more so you can see my new tattoo
Put me on my back and go into spy mode
Let it hurt me hard and you find this ass
Ra-pa-pa-pam, tra-ca-ta-ca-ta-ca, harder
She wants to give it and I won't refuse, hard
Let's sin with a tent because we're in the dark
If tonight feels right, I want it to

Ra-ta-ta, they can't kill me, I'm the matatan
And your girl goes down with the placata, rakata
And I have her on all fours like an animal, unruly
With that ass, I sin, I give her tra-tra-tra (prr)

Fools multiplied by a thousand
The sheriff baits you, what are you going to say? (Nah)
The girl is from Brazil (wuh)
How cool, she brought the pill (tra)
I know it's for dying, Jamaica and chill (sheesh)
Wachi-Wachiturro, yours is a photocopy (ey)
And you stayed for the floppy, I eat everything, no opi'
All I smoke is exotic
Classic, like Pavarotti
With the popi, with the goti
Zion and Lennox, I have the yal moti (ah)
This comes easy even in my worst crisis
For you it's difficult, stop this missile (nah)
Matatan like Wisin, don't look at the piercings
If I want to buy your bitch, but on lease (sheesh)

And if she gets on all fours, I'll give her the package-package
Move away, her ass-ass
Blowjob-job, people, people
All haters, haters, run-run
My moment has arrived (E-E-E-ECKO)

Nobody does what I do
This is not cumbia, this is really tough (wuh!)
Years go by, but I'm always (ey)
Undefeated like Floyd (rra!)
If these fools don't get it
I make tickets since I was seventeen
Educate yourselves to be respected
Family up to date, bills up to date
And everything I show off has my signature
Turraka on the Billboard (ha), the turraca in my bed (yes)
Everywhere with the buddies, those who move the branch (wuh, wuh!)
The boyfriend is jealous, calls her all night
And she answers while she sucks me (oh)
I'm saving up for the Corvette, but without a suit and tie
Money came, I have data that your cat liked me (aha)
In my photo she kills herself (yes), a sata
Unleashes (ha) when she smokes the plant and gets excited (ECKO)

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Brray
Kaleb Di Masi, baby
The real ones, you know, baby
Alan
Ey, me, Cazzu
E-E-E—
The real sons of a bitch, baby
TAO (squad)
(Space Music)
They can't kill me, I'm the matatan
They can't kill me, I'm the matatan, ah