Loqueando En Michoacan
Los Capos de Mexico
Partying in Michoacán
In Morelia, Michoacán, we got ourselves a bender
We headed to Numaran, that’s where the wild times began
I remember at the rock, we stuffed the coolers
We brought guns and horns, and a dude ready to party
We passed by Reyes, heading to Santa Clara
With the engine off, sipping on some Buchanan's
Like a soul possessed, we cruised through Huacana
Churo and Choromusco, we kept the party going
We hit the road with a destination, Apatzingán
But near Nueva Italia, we had to make a stop
As the drinks ran low, we had to reload
On the way, we picked up some girls to get wild
In Uruapan, we kept it going, with the crew
Up all night, there were folks from Aguililla
From Tepeque and La Ruana, from Naranjo de Chila
They showed up to the bash, Loma Blanca and Caracuato
Everyone was totally wasted
The vibe was lit, we were well stocked
A shootout broke out, to the sound of good corridos
Everyone was drinking hard, and between breaths
We heard the revving engines, and then we disappeared
In Tacámbaro, we hopped in a Yukon from this year
And all around Turicato, we were partying hard
Drunk as hell, totally wasted but still going
That’s how we woke up, crazy and hyped
In Morelia, Michoacán, we got ourselves a bender
We headed to Numaran, that’s where the wild times began
I remember at the rock, we stuffed the coolers
We brought guns and horns, and a dude ready to party
