Bureo, Bureo - Tego Calderón

Oh oh, oh oh

El laboratorio

Hey hey !

Dale abajo que no fuimo

Metele sandunga de ombligo

Con calma…

Otro flow levanta falda

Carabaili, babalua ye

Pa que, pa que, pa que tu baile

E tego calderon my friend

Donde tan lo nuevo, en belen

Tirenme con el sosten

Yo no tiro pichiten

Pa los bizcochito d too colores

No me lloren, que me gutan de too sabore

Toda meno las menore

Aunque bailen como las mayore

(que fue)

CORO 1:

Baila, grita, (ah ah ah)

Baila, grita, (ah ah ah)

Baila, grita, (oh my god, oh my god)

Baila, grita, (oh my god, con el underdog)

Es lo que te gusta, sinverguenza

Abajo tensa, la de arriba piensa

Si no tiene gorro no hay fiesta, te molesta?

Tu eres una fresca, ella quiere felpa

Sin proteger cubierta, mi santa desaparezca

Mi vida no esta en oferta, boberta

No estamos en los 60's

No no, no lo creo

Yo te digo por lo menos

Como la veo, mucho mondongueo

A capelurian no es bueno

Nadie gobierna lo ajeno

CORO 2:

Bureo e bureo

Lo mismo de cerca o de lejo

Bureo e bureo

E lo mismo es de cerca o de lejo

Bureo e bureo

E lo mismo es de cerca o de lejo

Bureo e bureo

E lo mismo es de cerca o de lejo

Baila, grita, (ah ah ah)

Baila, grita, (ah ah ah)

Baila, grita, (oh my god, oh my god)

Baila, grita, (oh my god, con el underdog)

Que fue, tego calderon, el laboratorio

Metiendole el supositorio (jaaaaa)

Que fue, tu sabe… giguiri giguiri (ja jaaaa)

(ja jaaaa ja jaaaa) oye

Dejate llevar carnal

Tego calderon

Oh oh oh oh

The laboratory

hey hey!

Give it down that we did not go

Put navel sandunga

Calmly…

Another flow lifts skirt

Carabaili, babalua ye

Why, why, why your dance

E tego calderon my friend

Where so new, in belen

Throw me with the bra

I don't shoot pichiten

For the bizcochitos of too many colors

Don't cry for me, I like too much flavor

All except minors

Although they dance like the older ones

(what was)

CHORUS 1:

Dance, shout, (ah ah ah)

Dance, shout, (ah ah ah)

Dance, shout, (oh my god, oh my god)

Dance, shout, (oh my god, with the underdog)

It's what you like, scoundrel

Downstairs tense, the one upstairs thinks

If you don't have a hat, there's no party, does it bother you?

You are fresh, she wants plush

Without protecting cover, my saint disappear

My life is not on sale, silly

We are not in the 60's

No no I don't think so

I tell you at least

As I see it, a lot of mondongueo

A capelurian is not good

No one governs what is foreign

CHORUS 2:

bureo and bureo

The same from near or far

bureo and bureo

It is the same from near or far

bureo and bureo

It is the same from near or far

bureo and bureo

It is the same from near or far

Dance, shout, (ah ah ah)

Dance, shout, (ah ah ah)

Dance, shout, (oh my god, oh my god)

Dance, shout, (oh my god, with the underdog)

What was it, tego calderon, the laboratory

Putting the suppository (haaaaa)

What was it, you know… giguiri giguiri (ha jaaaa)

(ha ha ha ha ha) hey

let yourself go carnal

Tego Calderon