Calle 13 chulin culin chunfly

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With your chulin culin cun fly I open my mouth
And my tongue falls out
I hope, I hope
I hope and that you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope , I hope
I hope you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope that you are my mai
I like how I love you papaya
If you go there grape You can see the line, the split
The one that divides the whiteness of your buttock
Tough, you are pure blood
Pure blood, for you I leave celibacy
And I'm leaving the priest
(Do you swear to me?)
No, not even that much
Well, after you give me the song
I'm going to fight against any saint
I rob four banks and jump off a ravine
Sometimes I get stuck
But even if I'm left maimed
I'll help him with the calanco
In her little white shorts
In which the pandorca breaks out
Abuser, after the child hangs her
He has her on a diet but anyway she's fat
He doesn't eat corn but he loves the cob
If it catches fire you have to hit it with the hose
We continue in the pichaera
With your chulin culin cun fly I open my mouth
br/>And my tongue falls out
I hope, I hope
I hope and that you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope that you I hope you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope that you are my mai
I like how your papaya amazes me
If you go pa' there grape br/>The one that divides the whiteness of your buttock
Tough, you are pure blood
Pure blood, for you I leave celibacy
And I remove myself from priest
(Ã Do you swear to me?)
No, not even that much
ÃÂWhat straw, shorty?
What are you gonna do?
Let it get wet the palitroque in Ragú sauce
To dip your fingers in baby food
Hey, don't kick me, this isn't kung-fu
That devil is crazy, she's crazy< br/>Champion like Wonder Woman
He drinks and tunes himself with Passoa and wonder water
As I am Fu Manchu I pull him to the butt
He has me sweating cold like yellow fever
br/>If Danny catches her he rides her in the wheelbarrow
The bumper shines, the buckle is cool
It sucks all the voltage and my light bulb burns out
I climb on it myself day about 24 times the like it?
It grows quickly
(I like Julio Voltio and Residente Calle 13)
Tonga la songa, mamazanga
Moving the pichanga with a catanga flavor
With a little grace like a ball
I leave you the changas hips
To sweat panda bear broth
And even the gringas dance
Out of rhythm with the samba legs
If you are chumba, then shake your back
You don't have to have a butt to stop my bald head
What you have to have is a lot of volcanic lava
Organic Bellaquera Unique, botanical green
Oily, mechanical
With your chulin culin cun fly I open my mouth
And my tongue falls out
Holy, ojalai< br/>I hope you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope you are my mai
I hope, I hope
I hope you are my mai , I hope
I hope that you are my mai
I like how I like your papaya
If you go there grape
Wow, she goes with guava< br/>For there the devil is going to take away from you
Be it the maya, you can see the line, the split
The one that divides the whiteness of your buttock
Hard , you are pure blood
Pure blood, for you I leave celibacy
And I remove myself from priest
(Do you swear to me?)
Na', ni for so much
Here it is, everything under control
Here, here, everything under control
We've got it under control
We' ve got it under control
(Under control)
Everything under control me
(Under control)
This is the voltage
(Everything under control)
With the resident
(Under control, everything under control)
Let me in, I'm a resident
(Under control, everything under control)
One, three
(Under control, everything under control)
Go ahead and open, I am a resident
(Under control)
13th Street
(Under control, everything under control)
Fire< br/>(Everything under control)
It's Julio Voltio, you already know
(Under control)
You already know
(Everything under control)
(Under control)
Resident 'e Calle 13
(Everything under control)
ÃÂWest?
(Under control)
Fire
(Everything under control)
The voltage
(Under control, everything under control)
Out there, White Lion
(Under control)
In Puertorro, the White Lion
(Everything under control, under control)
ÃÂWhat happened, ma'?
(Everything under control, under control)
The people who know the most about toys
(Everything under control)
(Everything under control)
(Everything under control)
(Everything under control)< br/>Under control
Under control
Under control

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