Today I'm leaving the house
Wearing the diamonds
You don't have to be malicious
To control the street
You only need money
To control the cats
You don't have to be malicious
To control the street
What is needed is dembow, sadungueo and perrreo
Women addicted to discotheque
If they are going to fight, let it be with drinking
Like the society of money does (x2)
You snore with shorts, I with diamonds
I'm hunting but elegant cats
The fine caco, the old one is back
I am the one with the impressive bank account
We break the disco, the street, the tar
Here Miami flow is that they hang around
A lot of cash, it makes them confront each other
My talk is not It's Glock, but pay whatever
Today I'm leaving home
Wearing the diamonds
You don't have to be malicious
To control the street
You just need money
To control the cats
You don't have to be malicious
To control the street
What you need is dembow, sadungueo and perrreo
Women addicted to discotheque
If they are going to front it, let it be with a bottle
Like the money society does
If I want tomorrow I will retire and stay comfortable
I live comfortably, it has not gone up
The street asked for it, that's why I return to mine
At my level with you I am not impressed
Controlling, the millionaire
Uncorking champagne, forming a foam party
Felines in the disco know I'm going on a safari
They seated me in the bar, when the Ferrari arrives
Since I don't want guns
No shots that the blues are calling
Let's row women willing to twerk
br/>Until the combo sweats
They talk a lot but they don't come up here
They are trying to throw stones at the clouds
What is needed is dembow, sadungueo and perrreo
Women addicted to discotheque
If they are going to confront it, let it be with drinking
Like the society of money does (x2)
El Patrón
Tito el Bambino
Nero, The king of melody
El Nandez
High Hierarchy
We don't count it
We weigh it, you understand
Yes, yes I do! The fat son
The one who sang to Barack Obahama

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