Pichi, it's the pimp who punishes,
From the portillo in the arganzuela,
Because there is not a chicuela,
That does not want to be your friend,
Of an insurance served.
Pichi, but me that I administer,
When someone sneaks up on me,
As I do not release the fabric,
I take the supply,
And poking the chandelier,
I am a scourge.
Pichi, it's the pimp who punishes,
From the portillo in the arganzuela,
And there is no chicuela,
That does not want to be your friend,
Because it is a flagella love.
Pichi, do not repair sacrifices,
I educate and structure them,
And then I take a hard,
To spend it on my vices,
And be like a man.
You are already love,
You are a sun.
With a chalet,
Give me a watch,
Buy me a rum.
Before they ripple you with the per man's,
And pa to soften you from the cold cream,
So I asked a chick well,
That what is to me, has not born who.
Before they ripple you with the per man's,
And if you suffocate, take it cold selt,
You're my best friend,
Of what is not worth anything,
And I know some of them out there,
That you are desperate behind me,
But why me, why do you see, good I am.
Before they ripple you with the per man's,
And pa to soften you from the cold cream,
So I asked a chick well,
That what is to me, has not born who.
Before they ripple you with the per man's,
And pa to soften you cold cream.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)