Te Invito A Mi Barrio (feat. Santa Fe Klan)

The weekend just hit us
We got girls and fire
From the green, Mary Jane
And a little blunt to spark
I’m feeling high as a kite and I don’t care
Like the smoke from the weed
It just won’t stop dancing with me

Dancing cumbia in the ghetto
Already buzzed, I’m feeling disrespectful
Gonna take a shot to shake off the nerves
I rolled a ticket and it came out like Cheeto

I’m not discreet when it comes to blowing smoke
Of course, I’m down if you want to throw down
This cumbia was made to move skeletons
If I gotta bust a move, I’m game

Ay, ay, ay
With all these hours on the road, how can I complain?
Ay, ay, ay
I brought a ton of cartons so we won’t run out

I never get lazy when it’s party time
I started lining up and it wasn’t on Atari
This is Guanajuato with Baja California
Tomorrow I’ll end up looking like a mummy

We’re partying all week long
But I’m already crossed with bottles and big beers
Sure, they make me spend my cash
But I live my life however I want

The weekend just hit us
We got girls and fire
From the green, Mary Jane
And a little blunt to spark
I’m feeling high as a kite and I don’t care
Like the smoke from the weed
It just won’t stop dancing with me

Here it’s all psycho, all the real deal
I’m still in the party, just pure drunkenness
We keep it wild wherever we go
The drugs have left me feeling like a skeleton

No one’s waiting for me, I owe them nothing
I’m still flying high with my crew
With my big beer and a joint in hand
I’m a child of the early morning

I don’t get off the plane, just bald heads
All pirates here, in my alleyway
Light up the blunt, we’re ready to roll
If you want trouble, I’ll send you to the graveyard

I’ll drop the beat, don’t say I didn’t warn you
I hang with only the realest guys
Pull out the accordion, pants sagging low
My crew dances the cumbia all the way to the floor

The dark-skinned girl dances, the blonde too, everyone’s here
The party always kicks off right outside my house
I know what happens when you smoke too much
I’m not scared, but I’m not trusting either

Psychos and birds, the cops are looking for me outside
I never stop, I got my weed and my piece
Sometimes they help out, sometimes it’s bad news, but it’s now or never
I don’t back down from anyone, I’m already known, now everyone’s looking for me
Psychos and birds, the cops are looking for me outside

Come, come, come, I invite you to my hood
Here, here, here, I’ll hook you up in the neighborhood
They think, think, think they can take me down, but they’ve tried before
She wants me to give it to her, she wants it every day

Come, come, come, I invite you to my hood
Here, here, here, I’ll hook you up in the neighborhood
They think, think, think they can take me down, but they’ve tried before
She wants me to give it to her, she wants it every day

From the hood of Santa
With Remik
Pure 473, dude
Rolling hits
All over the place, everywhere.