B.u.l.t.o. - Xcese

B.u.l.t.o. - Xcese

  • Year of release: 2010
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 2:39

Below is the lyrics of the song B.u.l.t.o. , artist - Xcese with translation

Lyrics " B.u.l.t.o. "

Original text with translation

B.u.l.t.o.

Xcese

Original text

Tu no vendes na, to lo tuyo es bulto

Tu hueles na de lo que yo me busco

Yo no quiero un chusco, no quiero un fusco

Solo quiero veros envidiar este pedrusco

Llego enfermo, explota el termo

Dime kelokenton, nada nuevo

Escupo desde el córner, puro riesgo

Cuida tu kiosko, ¡paquetero!

Tú no eres de naki nak, ni con un Pontiac

Tírate pal bloque pa que veas al verdadero crack

Sube, sube, sube ha!

oye esa vaina

Tengo hasta los chinos sofocaos con esa vaina

Ficha mis bambas sin una mancha

Siempre estoy en olla pero hoy estoy en racha

Frio con los guardias, chekeo nalgas

Bañador y chanclas, bajo a la cancha

Shake your booty bitch, así de simple

Esta es la movida, estará fresca para siempre

Cerdas y cerdos, hacen su dinero aquí

Y yo quiero lo mío en mis skinny jeans!

Tu no vendes na, to lo tuyo es bulto

Tu hueles na de lo que yo me busco

Yo no quiero un chusco, no quiero un fusco

Solo quiero veros envidiar este pedrusco

Yeah!

yo sí que soy kie

Cuando salgo no hay nadie que pie

Soy un Manzzini Bro, un illuminati

Song translation

You don't sell anything, all yours is bulk

You smell nothing of what I am looking for

I don't want a funny, I don't want a fusco

I just want to see you envy this boulder

I arrive sick, the thermos explodes

Tell me kelokenton, nothing new

I spit from the corner, pure risk

Take care of your kiosk, packager!

You are not from naki nak, not even with a Pontiac

Throw yourself to the block so you can see the real crack

Go up, go up, go up!

hey that pod

I have even the Chinese suffocate with that pod

Record my sneakers without a stain

I'm always in a pot but today I'm on a roll

Cold with the guards, I check buttocks

Swimsuit and flip flops, down to the court

Shake your booty bitch, it's that simple

This is the move, it will be fresh forever

Sows and pigs, they make their money here

And I want mine in my skinny jeans!

You don't sell anything, all yours is bulk

You smell nothing of what I am looking for

I don't want a funny, I don't want a fusco

I just want to see you envy this boulder

Yeah!

yes i am kie

When I go out there is no one standing

I'm a Manzzini Bro, an Illuminati

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