A pericon of labada
an ice cold beer, to walk the shot
a forgadito of grass, can not miss
Cap always fashionable
my hair to the side, my black barbona
my apa was born in Sinaloa, in pure Culiacán
I am born in the east
and proudly American Mexico
and although my apa bounced the puddle
my blood is from there
I'm going for a culiche, my cousins ??are waiting for me
and a pretty cool little girl, I have not looked in a while
of course there are bands, bottles of wine
I also bring a trick, to go well with the shot
A pericon of labada
an ice cold beer, and corridos in the razer
a forgadito of grass, can not miss
Cousin you do not accelerate
for that I bring you a Colombian detail
a parcerito sends it, from Bogota
I'm getting used to walking the field
with the cousins ??the friends, with that we have
here is more relax, than there with the güeros
cousin step aside, to pull the horn
Only among all we can make this a better place :)