Comida Con Palillos - Marcianos Crew, Homer El Mero Mero

Hola

H, ¿qué onda, amigo, estás por ahí?

¿Todo bien, Marcian?

¿Qué onda?

Todo bien, boludo, 'toy acá en casa, boludo, esperándote hace como media hora,

boludo, ¿vas a venir o no vas a venir?

Me hiciste comprar toda esa gilada, compré una comidita con palillo' y todo,

y no, no pintá' ahora

Uh, boludo, no tengo ni hambre, si vos sabés como e'

Dale, boludo, vení y comé, boludo, ¿pa' qué mierda me hacé' comprar la' cosa?

Nah, vo' está' enojado, 'perá a vo' te pasa algo, ¿qué te pasa, boludo?

Ya van do' noche' y esa pussy no me llama (Puta)

Tengo do' porro' pa' nevarlo con falopa (Loca)

Tengo en la agenda más de veinte puta' loca'

Un par de tema' new que ahora suenan en Europa

Tengo la' gana' de cruzarte por la city

Y hacerlo sucio pa' que te me ponga' dirty (Sucia)

Hoy tengo gana' de salir de caravana

De pegarle hasta mañana

Ser real matherfucker, nigga

Yo tengo gana' de maría con juana

Sí tengo gana' de sacarte las gana'

Sí tengo gana' de que venga' pa' mi cama

Con tu cara de agrandada y que te vaya' lisiada

Hoy tengo gana' de uno' trago' con lo' pibe'

Hace' do' tema', que uno suene en el cine

Hoy tengo gana' de mezclarlo con alcohol

Diosito te lo pido, mami, te pido perdón

Con mi droga en lo' bolsillo', comida con palillo'

Porro, papelillo y tu cara de droga'

Hablando con la almohada, vuelta' por la cama

Beso pa' la mama que nunca sabe na'

Seh, mami, nos vemos (Nos vemos)

En quince llego (Sí)

Voy para el barrio porque pinta un business nuevo (Business)

Estoy destroy con la mente prendida fuego (Sí, sí)

Pero en el juego la muevo mejor que el Diego (Sí)

Me dicen: «H, ¿cómo hacés pa' estar despierto?»

Que cómo tomo tanto (Cómo)

Que cómo me da el cuerpo (Cómo)

Yo respondo que es culpa de mis sentimiento'

Que siempre duermo poco pa' aprovechar el tiempo

¿Ahora se enojan si esa' puta' nos escuchan?

(Puta)

Están cantando Bardero$ hasta en la ducha (Sí)

No sé si es culpa mía o eso es culpa tuya

O será que viven dura' y nosotro' en la dura lucha (Sí, sÍ)

Entre mi' negro' no se acepta la mentira (No, no)

Y compartimo' todo' hasta que se termina (Todo)

Ahora soltamo' droga pa' toda Argentina

La encontrás en los pabellones o en las esquinas

Si es por mí sólo para esperame con flore'

Con la Nati, con la Lore y esa cara de droga'

Bebé, yo como poco, casi nunca tengo sueño

'Tás hablando con el dueño del estilo motherfucker

Sube, baja, muerte a la resaca

Cae con la flaca transpirando la casaca

Si son de barrio te da' cuenta por la pinta

Papá, esa nena no se deja mete' ficha

Yo la conozco porque vino un par de vece'

Y tiene cara 'e buena pero no es lo que parece

Bomba, sale, sabe que la parte

Van cayendo gile' que le pagan por mirarle

Yo la conozco pero nunca me encariño (Nunca)

Será por eso que me viene sin corpiño

Amo su cara cuando pone cara 'e puta

La vida es una, bien que la disfruta

Con mi droga en lo' bolsillo', comida con palillo'

Porro, papelillo y tu cara de droga'

Hablando con la almohada, vuelta' por la cama

Beso pa' la mama que nunca sabe na'

Con mi droga en lo' bolsillo', comida con palillo'

Porro, papelillo y tu cara de droga'

Hablando con la almohada, vuelta' por la cama

Beso pa' la mama que nunca sabe na'

Salgo con la nariz cochina, directo pa' la esquina

Me esperan mis Bardero$ con bastante vitamina

Puta, así es nuestra rutina, buscar gloria en la ruina

Si hablás mal de nosotro' en el barrio se te amotinan

Yo canto pa' mis Bardero$, canto pa' mis Bardera$

Canto pa' bandoleros, la calle sigue en mis venas

Yo no ando en busca de nenas, yo ando matando penas

El Mero Mero tiene beef contra el puto sistema

Bardero$ te habla de droga, droga queremos tomar (Droga)

cuando despierto (Droga) y otro para irme a acostar (Droga)

Beber, luego vomitar, fumar, después transpirar

Ella mueve la cintura y yo no la pienso tocar

Sólo me quiero drogar, yo sólo quiero bardear

Si ella insiste en ser cacique que me la mastique más

Necesita corazón, necesita un poco más

Ya vamos en otra liga, mucha droga pa' soltar

Con mi droga en lo' bolsillo', comida con palillo'

Porro, papelillo y tu cara de droga'

Hablando con la almohada, vuelta' por la cama

Beso pa' la mama que nunca sabe na'

Con mi droga en lo' bolsillo', comida con palillo'

Porro, papelillo y tu cara de droga'

Hablando con la almohada, vuelta' por la cama

Beso pa' la mama que nunca sabe na', na'

Bueno Marcian' nos vemo', muy rico todo

Dale, H, nos vemo', gracias por venir, amigo

Igual no comiste nada

Vos sabés que me estoy cuidando, pa'

Hello

H, what's up, buddy, are you around?

Is everything alright, Martian?

What's up?

All good, idiot, 'I'm here at home, idiot, waiting for you for about half an hour,

idiot, are you coming or are you not coming?

You made me buy all that gilada, I bought a little food with a toothpick and everything,

and no, don't paint now

Uh, boludo, I'm not even hungry, if you know how it is

Come on, idiot, come and eat, idiot, what the hell do you make me buy the thing for?

Nah, vo' is' angry, 'perá a vo' something happens to you, what's wrong, idiot?

They already go do' night' and that pussy does not call me (Whore)

I have two joints to snow it with falopa (Crazy)

I have more than twenty crazy bitches on my agenda

A couple of 'new' songs that are now playing in Europe

I have the 'want' to cross you through the city

And make it dirty so that I get dirty (Dirty)

Today I feel like leaving the caravan

To hit him until tomorrow

Be real matherfucker, nigga

I feel like Maria with Juana

Yes, I feel like 'getting the win'

Yes, I feel like having him come to my bed

With your enlarged face and that you go crippled

Today I feel like one' drink' with the' kid'

It does' do' subject', that one sounds in the cinema

Today I feel like mixing it with alcohol

Diosito I beg you, mommy, I beg your pardon

With my drug in my 'pocket', food with a toothpick'

Joint, piece of paper and your drug face'

Talking to the pillow, turn around the bed

Kiss for the mother who never knows anything

Yeah, mommy, see you (see you)

I arrive in fifteen (Yes)

I'm going to the neighborhood because it paints a new business (Business)

I'm destroyed with my mind set on fire (Yes, yes)

But in the game I move it better than Diego (Yes)

They tell me: "H, how do you manage to stay awake?"

How do I take so much (How)

How does the body give me (How)

I answer that it is the fault of my feelings'

That I always sleep little to take advantage of the time

Now do they get angry if that 'whore' listens to us?

(Bitch)

They are singing Bardero$ even in the shower (Yes)

I don't know if it's my fault or that's your fault

Or it will be that they live hard and we are in the hard fight (Yes, yes)

Between my 'black' lies are not accepted (No, no)

And we share everything until it ends (Everything)

Now we release drugs for all of Argentina

You find it in the pavilions or in the corners

If it's for me, just wait for me with flowers

With the Nati, with the Lore and that drug face'

Baby, I eat little, I'm almost never sleepy

'You're talking to the owner of the motherfucker style

Go up, go down, death to the hangover

Falls with the skinny sweating the jacket

If they are from the neighborhood, they give you an account for the look

Dad, that girl doesn't let herself get in the tab

I know her because she came a couple of times'

And she has a good face but it is not what it seems

Bomb, come out, know the part

They are falling gile' who are paid to look at him

I know her but I never get attached (Never)

It will be for this reason that she comes to me without a bra

I love her face when she puts face 'e puta

Life is one, well enjoy it

With my drug in my 'pocket', food with a toothpick'

Joint, piece of paper and your drug face'

Talking to the pillow, turn around the bed

Kiss for the mother who never knows anything

With my drug in my 'pocket', food with a toothpick'

Joint, piece of paper and your drug face'

Talking to the pillow, turn around the bed

Kiss for the mother who never knows anything

I go out with a filthy nose, straight to the corner

My Bardero$ are waiting for me with plenty of vitamins

Bitch, that's our routine, seek glory in ruin

If you speak ill of us in the neighborhood they riot

I sing for my Bardero$, I sing for my Bardero$

I sing for bandits, the street is still in my veins

I'm not looking for girls, I'm killing sorrows

The Mero Mero has beef against the fucking system

Bardero$ tells you about drugs, drugs we want to take (Drug)

when I wake up (Drug) and another to go to bed (Drug)

Drink, then vomit, smoke, then sweat

She moves her waist and I am not going to touch her

I just want to get high, I just want to bardear

If she insists on being a cacique, let me chew her more

She needs heart, she needs a little more

We are already in another league, a lot of drugs to drop

With my drug in my 'pocket', food with a toothpick'

Joint, piece of paper and your drug face'

Talking to the pillow, turn around the bed

Kiss for the mother who never knows anything

With my drug in my 'pocket', food with a toothpick'

Joint, piece of paper and your drug face'

Talking to the pillow, turn around the bed

Kiss for the mother who never knows anything, anything

Well Marcian' see you', very rich everything

Come on, H, we'll see you, thanks for coming, friend

You didn't eat anything anyway

You know that I am taking care of myself, pa'