Cheve - Control Machete

Verse 1: Pato & Fermin IV

(Domingo en la mañana)

Este dolor de cabeza yo no lo traia

Todo me da vueltas pero que tal el tequila

Anoche estuvimos con toda la raza

Cerveza, tequila, volteando algunas jarras

Empezamos buscando una pinche boda

Quien se casaba?, sepa la madre hicimos bola

La cheve era gratis, la musica repinche

No voy a reclamar, era de grapa esta con madre

Desmadre, hasta que nos corrieron

Nomas porque empezaste a gritarle al mesero

Patas pa’que las quiero?

corriendo, volando

Y este cabron del carro de bodas estaba meando

Ya estaba ligando a la pinche novia

Si me hubieran dado esquina me conseguia una movida

Salimos directo al depo de la esquina

Yo traia las botellas en la troca pero vacias

Cheve cheve cheve cheve

Cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve

Cheve cheve cheve cheve

Cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve

Verse 2: Fermin IV & Pato

Una, de la madrugada

Sin cheve, todo esta de la chingada

Salimos prendidos directo a la rotonda

Pa' ver si conseguimos de jodida pa' una ronda

Bateada o prestada, la queremos bien helada

Y aunque este cachonda, pero no sera comprada

Llegamos al depo, seguro que esta abierto

A huevo, como crees que sacan el dinero?

Silencio señores, hagan una rueda

Hay que hacer un plan para seguir la peda

Unos en la troca listos pa’pelarnos

Nosotros buscamos una forma para armarnos

Con unos cartones, botellas de tequila

Cigarros, botana, manten libre la salida

Mientras yo distraigo al dueño del depo

Ustedes tranquilos, no hagan mucho pedo

Una para ti dos para mi?

Tres pa' seguir con la cheve hasta el fin (x2)

Verse 3: Fermin IV & Pato

Cuatro de la madrugada

Bien pedos, todo esta bien Alabama

Dime compadre si la cheve me hace daño

Pa' ver si le sigo por lo menos otro año

Tranquilo, solo te altera la cabeza

Dale otro trago y pasa la cerveza

Todo me da vueltas, parezco marioneta

Tengo ganas de mear, pero no se abre la bragueta

Chupando, se olvidan los problemas

Se sube con madre a la tatema

Todo se mueve, ya veo doble

La cruda que me espera no va a ser ningun problema

Mientras tenga mi cheve a la mano

Todo esta muy bien, no hay pedo, mi hermano

Nos vemos carnales, yo ya me voy a clavar

Y espero que mañana nos juntemos a chupar

Una para ti dos para mi

Tres pa' seguir con la cheve hasta el fin (x2)

Y otra cheve… para mi.

Verse 1: Pato & Fermin IV

(Sunday morning)

I did not bring this headache

Everything spins me but how about tequila

Last night we were with the whole race

Beer, tequila, flipping some mugs

We started looking for a fucking wedding

Who was getting married? Know the mother we made a ball

The beer was free, the music was punctured

I'm not going to complain, this one with mother was a staple

Desmadre, until they ran us

Just because you started yelling at the waiter

Legs why do I want them?

running, flying

And this motherfucker in the wedding car was pissing

I was already flirting with the fucking girlfriend

If they had given me a corner I would get a move

We went straight to the depo on the corner

I brought the bottles in the truck but they were empty

cheve cheve cheve cheve

Cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve

cheve cheve cheve cheve

Cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve cheve

Verse 2: Fermin IV & Duck

One in the morning

Without beer, everything is shit

We went straight to the roundabout

To see if we get fucked up for a round

Battered or borrowed, we want it very cold

And even if she's horny, but she won't be bought

We arrived at the depo, sure it's open

Damn, how do you think they get the money?

Silence gentlemen, make a wheel

You have to make a plan to follow the peda

Some in the truck ready to peel us

We look for a way to arm ourselves

With some cartons, bottles of tequila

Cigars, snacks, keep the exit clear

While I distract the owner of the depo

You guys calm down, don't fart too much

One for you two for me?

Three to continue with the beer until the end (x2)

Verse 3: Fermin IV & Duck

Four in the morning

Well farts, everything is fine Alabama

Tell me compadre if the beer hurts me

To see if I follow him for at least another year

Don't worry, it only upsets your head

Take another drink and pass the beer

Everything spins me, I look like a puppet

I want to pee, but my fly won't open

Sucking, problems are forgotten

He goes up with mother to the tatema

Everything moves, I already see double

The hangover that awaits me is not going to be a problem

As long as I have my beer on hand

Everything is fine, there is no fart, my brother

We see each other carnal, I'm going to nail myself

And I hope that tomorrow we get together to suck

one for you two for me

Three to continue with the beer until the end (x2)

And another beer… for me.