Nos Late Fuerte

Lerei-lelei-lerei-leire
Lerei-lelei-lerei-leire
Lerei-lelei-lerei-leirei
Lerei-lelei-lerei-leile

Look, listen
Bad things bring them and they peel their assholes
These cousins neither understand nor smell
They neither distinguish nor chew nor dip toast in the grease
They don't even suck their fingers after a good meal (wow)
They are not up to par, scoundrel calves producing bitterness without goalkeepers
Oh, poor thing, what a pity for the boy, little blood, and a lot of snout
Yeah, you'll see, I came in jail, I came in jail, with, with Carmona here at my side
I have found joy, I have saved my sorrows, we have arrived to liven things up
You cut yourself though!
Argo has impressed you, you have scared her
A gypsy and a cripple appeared holding each other
If they have shown themselves to be humble, their reasons have been enough
So that I have taken off my shoes and you have eaten the cottage cheese
Bu'latelou like camels whether in suspenders, panties or gayumbels
You go for crabs and you forget the nets, you didn't bring bait, they never come because of the little leg
Thank you Antonio for your music, Fran for your everyday clarity (ubu)
For your furryness, we still have a lot to learn and that you offered
Langui, the cousin? What? Fuck him again, ah

Nus late, late, buyate, chocolate late, kill us
Nus late, late, buyate, chocolate late, kill us

Hm-hm, ah, pa, pa, pa, pa, hm-hm-hm, ah
Hm, listen to the girls, the girls, birripapa, ah-ah
It's that our hearts beat strongly (hm)
Enjoy and fill your soul with color (hm)
I sing it to you, look live it (hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm)

Smile, it gives you pleasure, we're not playing the farce, and what's going on? The parade continues
Payitas we don't want you to move your thong, and what's going on? My people, the sleeve
March, you fool, you know that in flight, I stop because I'm good, say it
Caló style is different, we take witnesses, we deal with inheritances
The essence is not disturbed, it stays and between bass drums and snares they play the little guitar (lelei-lelei-lelei-leile)
The eyebrow does not rise taranta, it leaves joy in our throat (lelei-lelei-lelei-leile)
Would you follow me? It would be luck if I were hanging by two threads
If the future were to be obtained, I predict it without a penny and a ruin of ignorance
Perseverance of the elf that we were not blond gypsies of green acais
It was fate and in your car and from the Verduguete casino, humility, we had no toys
And the jingle continued its tradition and grew in thickness
And the doubt hardened because it arose, it was shown in a little plate of beans with rice (lelei-lelei-lelei-leile)
Oh, there is no shortage of sanity to increase ambition
That gives life to culture in a state of confusion
I never said van, nor malacoton
And if I have to be a patriarch, I will be a hip hop patriarch

Nus late, late, buyate (the exception)
Chocolate beats us, kill us (and let's go)
Nus late, late, buyate (and concave, yyy)
Chocolate beats us to death (ali)

Hm-hm (eh-eh-ey, yey-yeh) hm-hm-hm-hm
Hm-hm (oh-oh, ah-ah-ah)
Hm-hm (de-de-de-dei-de-yeh-yeh-yey) hm-hm-hm
It's that our hearts beat so hard (hm, oh)
Enjoy and fill your soul with color (hm)
I sing it to you, look live it (hm-hm-hm, live it, hm-hm-eh, oh, yeah, oh)
It's that our hearts beat strongly (hm)
Enjoy and fill your soul with color (hm, ah)
I sing it to you, look live it (hm-hm-hm, oh-oh, eh, oh, ah)
It's that our hearts beat strongly (hm, ah)
Enjoy and fill your soul with color (hm)
I sing it to you, look live it (hm-hm-hm, live it, hm-hm-hm, oh-oh, yeh, oh
It's that our hearts beat strongly (hm)
Enjoy and fill your soul with color (hm, ah)
I sing it to you, look, live it (hm-hm-hm, hey-yey-yeh-ey-yeh)