SDA

And now
He who does not jump
He who does not jump does not like cumbia

Rhythm that hits you
To move your hips
Enjoying the whole night
Dancing it your way

Don't chase yourself anymore
Nobody discriminates here
What you feel, how you think
How you live life

Come on, SantaFeria, start playing!
People are on fire, they don't want to wait anymore
Come on, come on, SantaFeria, start playing
If you get excited, it is a normal symptom

Sex, drugs and alcohol
Smoke, cumbia and chaos
Sex, drugs and alcohol
That's all I ask for

Take it out, put it in
I'm already cured, I look like a mamerto
I no longer react, I am not conscious
From one moment to the next I lose my wallet

Look at the Rastafarian and at the little tree
Métale talks with a matecito
And at night he smokes, because he is alive
Come on, come on, I'll buy you some

Sex, drugs and alcohol
Smoke, cumbia and chaos
Sex, drugs and alcohol
That's all I ask for

See how it goes and see how it comes
You can't deny that this rhythm entertains you
Look how she dances, look how she comes
You can't deny that this rhythm entertains you

Rhythm that hits you
To move your hips
And enjoy it your way
(And hanging out all night)

Sex, drugs and alcohol
Smoke, cumbia and chaos
Sex, drugs and alcohol
That's all I ask for

Sex, drugs and alcohol
Smoke, cumbia and chaos
Sex, drugs and alcohol
That's all I ask for