Te Volviste Uto - Mala Fama

No sé cómo hiciste vos para volverte trabuco

Son tantas las mujeres, yo, ni a palos, me hago uto

Mirá esa linda cola y no relogies los bultos

Que empieza a saltar la ficha que sos un alto trabuco

Vos te volviste uto, ahora andas mirando bultos

Tenes la nuca soplada y cariño por la bala

Vos te volviste uto, ahora andas mirando bultos

Tenes la nuca soplada y cariño por la bala

(Jajajajaja)

No vengas con cosas raras, yo no tengo esos vicios

A mí me gusta la tuerca y a vos te cabe el tornillo

A mí me gusta el escabio y a vos te cabe el sopeda

Tenes la nuca soplada y cariño por la erga

Vos te volviste uto, ahora andas tanteando bultos

Tenes la nuca soplada y cariño por la bala

Vos te volviste uto, ahora andas tanteando bultos

Tenes la nuca soplada y cariño por la bala

I don't know how you did to become a blunderbuss

There are so many women, I don't even beat myself up

Look at that pretty tail and don't watch the bumps

That she begins to jump the tab that you are a tall blunderbuss

You became a car, now you are looking at lumps

You have the neck blown and affection for the bullet

You became a car, now you are looking at lumps

You have the neck blown and affection for the bullet

(Hahaha)

Do not come with strange things, I do not have those vices

I like the nut and you like the screw

I like the escabio and you have the sopeda

You have the neck blown and affection for the erga

You became a car, now you are groping for lumps

You have the neck blown and affection for the bullet

You became a car, now you are groping for lumps

You have the neck blown and affection for the bullet