A Mi Mamita Le Gusta
Orishas
My Mama Likes It
Now let me tell you, to start
That I ain't scared, I'm coming like I will
You're gonna understand, baby
That my sound sticks like you see
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
For your groove, like in Havana, that's my job, man
And I'll crush it, my rhythm for nothing, strange stuff, larilará
Crazy without brakes, all my people say here I am
And what I bring is fire, five masters with their voices
That sound like sweet Orishas in school
Come on, bring the drums and congas, if you don't like it, respond
World for the conga
Like an oil stain, on an abstract canvas
Quality assured, forbidden to touch, contact
Africans who mixed existence, with patience, intelligence
To stay among us young ones a little crazy
Ready to test thrones, not satisfied to try you a little
Little fantasy, see if you don't dance to this tasty sound
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
Don't get desperate, man
Don't rush it, dude
I'm coming smooth, slow, relaxed
You see, psychopathic, my rhythm comes mathematically
Skinny but professional, well systematic
In time, with my flow, I'm opening up
Orishas defending that sound that's burning
1 for my crew, 2 for my funky show
From Paris to Havana, Miko Niko has arrived
The little Cuban gringo, Cuba libre, brother
Son, bolero, danzón, pure Habano sugar
We appreciate my vibe, vibe with the mic, dude
Here appreciate the guy who’s breaking all these kilos
Your sound... caused some damage
I prophesy, I bet on bets, JP's
The promised land, paradise, the bosses of the biz
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes to dance to the son
It's time to give it up to those who listen to my Cuban sound
'Cause I'm coming fast
A bunch of kisses, my song, and a smile
IHHH they say Orisha is no longer a God
They say Orishas stuck to you
They say Orishas is playing with you
For all the infected, Russo is here crushing
They say I'm bold, sir
I’ll wrap your neck with my hip hop fusion
I’m here to silence the jerk
I don’t make songs for the melons and much less for the government
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes it
To all my family
Everyone's with the hip hop
From Paris to Havana
Orishas has arrived
My mama likes to dance to the son