(Intro)He was always a fresita from chamaquitoAll sabemo ‘he copied the braid’ RaulitoLo Ma’am entertaining that Choli was the kissMay this year be given up alone(Chorus)To ‘the day’ are wake and bake (Bake)With the Vans and the skate (Uh)Yesterday another cover Vogue (Bitch)Louis V (Rick Owens; ah)We give ‘band to the fake (Fake)Boti, you are’ a Corn Flake ‘Sacamo’ to walk those of the bunker with my huntersDale, snore(Verse 1)you are caga’o, John Wick with your dog ‘you are looking forI learned that the tour that you announced is not’ fillingmy overweight bank, silent mouth ‘i am james hardenHopefully in the calentón mine ‘never missWhen I catch you, go’ record’o (Shot)Open season pa’l vena’oThe girls ‘ love how Rauw (Rauw) dances”Faithful” to the slap that I have points ‘oKeep writing another’ pa ‘you do Chavo’Nothing presta’o, here’s to ‘payI say it and do it (Bitch, Ra-Rauw)(Pre-Chorus)The babie’ I say I do the pressure (Mommy) Theyall ‘want to fuck in my room (Chin— ) Prendan Phillie’ because today I killed them (Hey)This ‘bastard’ without a ball ‘they have meI did what I had to doTo the mouth we let it’ fall(Chorus )To ‘The days are wake and bake (Bake)With the Vans and the skate (Uh)Yesterday another cover Vogue (Bitch)Louis V (Rick Owens; ah)We give ‘band to the fake (Fake)Boti, you are’ a Corn Flake ‘Wetake out’ to walk those of the bunker With my huntersDale, snore(Verse 2)Man of the year, call GQ to portray meYou do not give a stick, you are ‘a bat load (Yah!)Not even using cork he takes it out of the park (Rauw)No It can alone, that someone load it (Haha)A psychiatrist to unload it, hey we haveyou in the targetThe sharks have left the tank (Wuh!)The most that he writes that explains the pond105 sold out in seí ‘mese’ (Wuh!)Baby, let’s ‘do it before’ the show starts (Uh-wuh!)The more ‘they suck it, the more’ it grows (Ih-ih!)You ‘would drown even though they are fish’ (Yah!)You saw me and you took out the white flag (Ra-Rauw)When I play, it doesn’t come off the bench (Trili)You don’t win ‘or cheatTo’ RD knows I’m the pámpa (Pámpa)Rolling Stones, top three lungingIn the RIAA a ribbon, I don’t see you in my zoneIf you are ‘the hardest, then’ (Feka)Why don’t you say ‘who wrote you the verse of “911”? (It was Mora)Me and my baby are ‘like JAY-Z and Beyoncé (Hey)Where we’ sing ‘nobody knows you (Hahahahaha; oh, blessed)Legal with the carriage, but pa’I was all ‘Twitter talking about shit’ and the show you have ‘(Charro)Aphrodisiac, VICE VERSA are still on the charts’ (Gang!)Your album was used as a frisbee, no one has heard it again(Pre-Chorus )The babie ‘say that I am the pressure (I am)All’ want to fuck in my room (Chin—; uh-wuh!)Put on Phillie ‘because today I killed them (I killed them)This’ bastard’ without shit ‘they have me (Yeah-yeah-yeah)I did what I had to doAl the mouth let it fall (Ah!)(Chorus)To’ the days’ are wake and bake (Bake)With the Vans and the skate (Uh)Yesterday another cover Vogue (Bitch)Louis V (Rick Owens; ah)We give him ‘gang to the fake (Fake)Boti, you are ‘a Corn Flake’I take out those in the bunker for a walk with my huntersDale, snore (Bobo)(Outro)Rauw, how does it feel to have VICE VERSA twenty weeks ‘straight’ on the charts?How does it feel to have discovered who it is that used (the letter?) Of others?How does it feel to have filled four Choliseo ‘corrido’?How does it feel to be the number one artist today?A se * symbol, a se * symbolRauw, Rauw, Rauw, Rauw, what do you think about the strip of him?Hehe, well, what can I tell you? I lit a little Phillie and I wrote this in about half an hour. The one behind all this is called El Zorro, follow him on Instagram: @akaelzorro. The one who composes almost everything, produces and directs all his projects. Ah, of course, sometimes we ‘collaborate’ with other ideas’, of course we do. If I want all ‘mine’ to eat, do you understand me? Greetings to Los Sensei, we are more than fifteen and all ‘have’ more money than you. Am, we are ‘on vacation’, we finished ‘the one hundred-odd show tour, we have had a very busy, very busy schedule. It’s Christmas time and I want to give the child a bit of a guideline, you know that this is what your career is made of. They call him “the joseador de pauta”, aka “the sucker of the genre”, haha. We do not have’ to mention anyone’s wife, she is not to blame for being with a vermin. And, well, nothing, I wish them well too. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, here comes the Trap Cake to break. ‘We are here and we are not hiding, let me know to’ see us’.Ra-Rauw