Muévelo (feat. Ankhal)

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Panda Black on the beat
Uh-uh-uh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Move it (move it), move it (move it)
Move that ass (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred dollar bills

Raise it, lower it, like a kilo on a flight
Move it, move it, move it
Move that ass

They talk bad about me and I live well
Being you, they would hate me too, yeah-yeah-yeah
Success and hundred dollar bills, I got your baby too
That tomorrow is coming too, yeah-yeah-yeah

I throw a hundred, all hundreds and
That's why I brought another one
Tell her to clap those cheeks as if she were a seal
Tell her to lick you while she unzips me with her mouth

Move it and rotate
You're not looking at us wrong
Maybe because we're killing it and they can't imitate it
Or maybe your baby is ugly and mine has a European flow
Or that your music is boring and we can't find you in the RIAA, yeah-yeah

Move it (move it), move it (move it)
Move that ass (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred dollar bills

Raise it, lower it, like a kilo on a flight
Move it, move it, move it
Move that ass

You're snoring, but your girl is taking me now
She came yesterday, today, tomorrow, and the day after, the day after
I swear she has me tired
From how much she's been sucking me off, sucking me off, yeah

Uh-oh, I want all the asses
So they can stick them on me, baby better, I'm a whore
The boyfriend is snoring and I had to hook him
To the stick a thick comb and trim him down like Molusko
She told me that today was the day at her house

Come, I have the doors open, but her legs ended up open too
If they saw her, the big ass and her tender face
Those who don't know her, say she's a shit eater

Yeah, come here, bitch
And fuck me rich
My bad, ma', I don't feel anything for you
Yeh-eh-eh, I don't have feelings
Baby, I only cry for the bitch

Move it, move it (move it)
Move that ass (move it)
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred dollar bills

Raise it, lower it, swallow this dick
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred dollar bills
Move it (ah), move it (ah)

Move that ass (ah)
Move it, move it, move it
Smell the hundred dollar bills
Raise it, lower it, like a kilo on a flight

Move it, move it, move it
Move that ass

They talk bad about me and I live well
Being you, they would hate me too, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah, I can't believe
And those melons you have in your bra, yeah-yeah-yeah

Did you hear that, mommy?
Those are my clothes that I'm going to put around your neck
To pull you when I'm hitting you from behind
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

El Cambio, mommy
Tell me, Ankhal
Those who try to imitate us and make music like this
Don't keep forcing it or you'll fall (you'll fall)
Dirty (Dirty)
Lyanno, mommy
Tell me, Panda (Hahaha)
Dirty Players, rah
El Cambio, mommy
El Cambio, mommy