Elegante De Boutique

Hey what's up
The black Calde with DJ Goldi

Once when I was leaving after my performance
An elegant lady caught my attention
She really has a cool, rich body and a unique style
Full of Taino curves like no other
A fifth wheel outside, a lot of staring, she was the cat's meow
Arguing and touching in my face
Wearing a costume that didn't even fit her
I explained that I was sorry, that I didn't know
He was the one winning, I was losing
He kept going and oh my God
This jerk has tired me out
And I tell him in his ear, I live positively
I have no problem, I have no enemies
Throw it down with me where there are no witnesses
If you're so bold, firing without a trigger
No one applauds a hammer, he said, turned yellow
Stuttering like Juaniquillo
He told his girl, stay with my friend
All of the above was a misunderstanding
I left the place with her in case he regretted it in room 45 of the executive
This was just an appetizer, taken from what I've lived
For those born to be tough
If your girl doesn't respect you, pack her bags
It's not the bull's fault, his cow is restless
Hey, she doesn't respect, too flirtatious, hey, see you later doll

I like to make elegant boutique music
Buy the CD, my DJ messed up
I did something sweet for the lady, something crazy
I was born from this baby, all at my mercy
My rhythm takes it all away from you
Dreaming from the club to the motel
Dreaming in prison and in the brothel, listen up
I would give anything to have a girl like you in my crew
I sleep with you like glue
Oh my God, they're fucking like bugalú
To show you my gratitude, I want you
I'm coming through old school like Kung Fu
Highly valued like a BMW
I have good health, chaos is not on my menu
I shine with my own light, cold as an igloo
For women like you, there are Don Q's
For those with horns, a girl left them with nothing
Got the blues, got the juice
Let's go, it's a bad move
Let's see if my Jesus doesn't come down from the cross
It's Tego Calde, with DJ Goldi
The enemy of the guasibiri, the abayarde
What's up, looking for a girl who won't fight when I arrive late. Hey!
I like to make elegant boutique music
Buy the CD, my DJ messed up
I did something sweet for the lady, something crazy
I was born from this baby, all at my mercy
My rhythm takes it all away from you
Dreaming from the club to the motel
Dreaming in prison and in the brothel, listen up