Vivimos Bien (feat. Moncho Chavea y Quimico UltraMega)
Original Elias
We Live Well (feat. Moncho Chavea and Quimico UltraMega)
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Since I was a kid, listening to Vico
I'm from Caño Roto, not Puerto Rico
How do I explain what I do?
If you don't pay up, they cut off your dues
I don't complicate things, I'm a good guy
I make it rich, I always apply
Like someone who takes a hit of coke
I light up the weed, I self-medicate
Hold it for me (eh)
Guantanamera (eh)
Like Químico (prra)
I bought myself a Panamera
Climbing, climbing
Climbing up a ladder
We’re the horses
That always win the race (we're the horses)
If I’m already famous, and I know it
I drink rosé with my crew
And I only want to thank God
That He blesses me, and I know it
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Like the rabbit Bad Bunny
We're doing fine
I know the money I have, it’s all mine
But yours, I don’t know whose it is
I got a first aid kit, I got a briefcase
Packed with stacks, all of them a hundred
I brought you this Spanish rhythm
So the ladies can shake it
Tell me if you want to hop in the Maserati
With the sports engine
And tell me if you want to have a threesome with your friends
'Cause I'm ready
And that vibe of yours, I dig it, dig it
I like seeing you shake your tail, tail
I’ll come up behind you if I see you alone
And I’ll give you a juicy treat (brr)
What I want, babe
Is to touch your body like a guitar
What I want, babe
Is to dance, buy you a shot at the bar
What I want, babe
Is to touch your body like a guitar
What I want, babe
Is to dance, buy you a shot at the bar
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Now we look good and dress expensive
I got the haters looking at me strange
I throw a merengue with a lot of flair
Running the beat, like Kobe in the air
With UltraMega, let’s see if they catch up
In this league, dude, you don’t play
From Pan Bendito to Santo Domingo
With the tough guys, the kings of the hustle
We’re street, we’re gang
They run like Forrest Gump
Always talking trash about me
And in person, they back down
If they come at me, I flip the switch
I teach a lesson, I’m the teacher
Criminal like Michael
(Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe)
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Get the one out of the club who doesn’t vibe
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well
Hey, hey
We're rich now, we live well