I was in Mazatlan
I was in
looking for pisto
I needed a drink
how I like to piste
a little of everything
little by little
I'm getting more crazy
I love caguamiar
two three weeks
I dawn
and my raw enemy did not let me get
whether they are tkts
models or coronitas
ya perdis buchanitas
What I want is to pistear
with a sigh
and that the additive is not lacking
and that plactic shrub
what makes us hallucinate
(Music)
golletero I'm not even talking
I do not have a fight
every day I get fart
of cap
the band is already going
turn on the stereo
take out the bag
pa we do not hit the dream
today I do not plan to land
I already take flight
I'm already crazy
of the house now if my mistress is going to run
my life is pure
sheer pure drunkenness
I go from loquera to loquera
and I do not intend to placate
well aligned
they will see me everywhere
and although I do not even have a stick
I shot it from don juan
(Music)
the plebitas want more
give him maziso
look at my company
he crawls on the floor
if they look at me hesitant
I'm already locked
but this boat
it does not fall out of my hands
I criticize others
that I laugh alone
I'm crazy
I do not take a case and I follow it to culiacan
whether they are tkts
models or coronitas
ya perdis buchanitas
What I want is to pistear
with a sigh
and that the additive is not lacking
and that plactic shrub
what makes us hallucinate
Only among all we can make this a better place :)