Fiesta En La Sierra (Versión Banda Sinaloense) - Los Tucanes De Tijuana

Llegaron los invitados a la fiesta de la sierra

Helicopteros privados y avionetas de primera

Era fiesta de alto rango

No podia llegar cualquiera

Ademas era por aire

No podian llegar por tierra

Los jefes de cada plaza ahi estaban reunidos

No podian fallarle al brother

Era muy grande el motivo

Festejaba su cumpleaños en su ranchito escondido

Habia gente poderosa del gobierno y figitivos

Todo mundo con postolas y con su cuerno de chivo

Varios franco tiradores en el rancho repartidos

Proteccion del festejado del pesado de la tribu

No hace daño usar sombrero aunque sombra de los pinos

La fiesta estaba en su punto y la banda retumbaba

Ya no esperaban a nadie todos en la fiesta estaban

Cuando se escucho un zumbido

Y un boludo aterrizaba

El señor les dio la orden de que nadie disparara

Se baja una bella dama con cuerno y camuflagiada

De inmediato el festejado supo de quien se trataba

Era la famosa reyna del pasifico y sus playas

Esa grande del negocio

Una dama muy pesada

Todo mundo con pitola y con su cuerno de chivo

Varios franco tiradores en el rancho repartidos

Proteccion del festejado

El pesado de la tribu

No hace daño usar sombrero aunque sombra de los pinos

The guests arrived at the party of the mountains

Private helicopters and first class planes

It was a high-ranking party

no one could come

It was also by air

They couldn't get there by land

The chiefs of each square there were gathered

They couldn't let the brother down

The reason was very big

He celebrated his birthday in his hidden ranch

There were powerful people from the government and figitives

Everybody with postolas and with their goat horn

Several snipers around the ranch spread out

Protection of the feted from the heavy of the tribe

It doesn't hurt to wear a hat even if it's in the shade of the pine trees

The party was on point and the band was rumbling

They were no longer waiting for anyone, everyone at the party was

When I hear a buzz

And an idiot landed

The lord gave them the order that no one shoot

A beautiful lady with horn and camouflage gets out

Immediately the celebrated knew who it was

She was the famous queen of the Pacific and its beaches

That big business

a very heavy lady

Everybody with a pitola and with their goat horn

Several snipers around the ranch spread out

Protection of the celebrated

The heavy of the tribe

It doesn't hurt to wear a hat even if it's in the shade of the pine trees