Amor Al Arte - Orishas

Pásala suelta la plata

Si tu te empapas estas salao

Suelta viejo

He he esto no es, no es así

Como creí tan fácil te lo advertí

Ya lo ves, como lo ves

Y como fue?

dame cuenta después

Yo no te creo paso el recreo

No jodas, ni una sombra del puto dinero

Ya paso una vez y otra vez

Y ahora que rebelde sin causa pague

Yo no pa´ aquí a jugar pal ingles

Hey mesie me escucha usted

Si inventan trato macabro me largo

Sácame la mano que no aguanto más

Quiero ya no puedo mas

Sácame la mano que no aguanto más

Quiero ya no puedo mas

Sácame la mano que no aguanto más

Quiero ya no puedo mas

Sácame la mano que no aguanto más

Quiero ya no puedo mas

(Mezclado con los siguientes coros:

Esto no, esto no, esto no

No es por amor al arte arte arte arte arte

Arte de que compadre)

Ha ha ha a ver si nos van a tumbar esto

Esto, aquí que no falte ningún peso

Peso, esta es la parte que merezco, eso

Hoy vengo super super fresco, yo fresco

Tremendo detai-tai-tai-lle jai

Pues el cuento se me ocurre se me va, bye bye bye

Voy a tener que romper tu cara, cara

Como el aire rompe la rama

Del árbol podrido

Si no quieres verte, tu verte jodido

Entra por el aro, claro has de saber

Que es la única palabra que te voy a decir

La que vas a entender, la que vas a comprender

(Estribillo)

Suelta la pasta mano

Que me pones a pensar

Si me tratas de ese modo

Eso no me va a gustar

Hace tiempo me di cuenta

No quieres colaborar

Nunca olvides ese coro

Se que no te va a gustar

Viva la media naranja

Viva la naranja entera

Tómalo con un garrito

Deja algo pa´ los demás

Que es lo que pasa con el dinero?

Que es lo que pasa con el guano?

Deja de insultos, dejado el traje

No ves que tu eres

Un punto vestido de traje, relaje, iiio ande vas?

A la cartera lo mío no espero más

A la cartera que me vas a desgraciar

(Estribillo)

Pass it loose the silver

If you get soaked you are salty

loose old man

He he this is not, it's not like that

As I thought so easy I warned you

You see it, as you see it

And how was it?

let me know later

I don't believe you, I pass recess

Don't fuck around, not a shadow of the fucking money

It already happened once and again

And now that rebel without a cause pays

I'm not here to play for English

Hey messie do you listen to me

If they invent a macabre deal, I'll leave

Take my hand, I can't take it anymore

I want I can't anymore

Take my hand, I can't take it anymore

I want I can't anymore

Take my hand, I can't take it anymore

I want I can't anymore

Take my hand, I can't take it anymore

I want I can't anymore

(Mixed with the following choirs:

Not this, not this, not this

It's not for the love of art art art art art

Art of what compadre)

Ha ha ha let's see if they're going to knock this down

This, here that no weight is missing

Weight, this is the part that I deserve, that

Today I come super super fresh, I fresh

Tremendous detail tai-tai-tai-lle jai

Well, the story occurs to me, it goes away, bye bye bye

I'm gonna have to break your face, face

As the air breaks the branch

of the rotten tree

If you don't want to see yourself, you see yourself screwed

Enter through the hoop, of course you have to know

That is the only word that I am going to say to you

The one you're going to understand, the one you're going to understand

(Chorus)

Drop the pasta hand

what do you make me think

If you treat me that way

I'm not going to like that

I realized a long time ago

you don't want to collaborate

never forget that choir

I know you won't like it

long live the better half

long live the whole orange

Take it with a stick

Leave something for the others

What is the matter with money?

What is the matter with the guano?

Stop insults, leave the suit

Don't you see that you are

A point dressed in a suit, relax, where are you going?

I don't expect more to the portfolio

To the portfolio that you are going to disgrace me

(Chorus)