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Explotar by Mexican Institute of Sound + Toy Selectah Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Letra de "Explotar" por Mexican Institute of Sound + Toy Selectah, Maluca, Emicida, Kool A.D., Rob Birch & Stereo MC's]

[Verse 1: KOOL A.D.]
(Yeah)
Versace, Versace, I stay in a mansion like Marilyn Manson
I smoke all the weed just like I was Cat Stevens or maybe Katt Williams
(Wow...)
I feel like John Williams, I make hella' movies
Just call me Katt Williams. (Dude!)
Fuck all your feelings, not real for healings
I’m done of this reason. (Oh my God)
Nothing. (Heh, Tsee). Nothing like real thing
Feelings are real and I feel things
Look at my lawyers, they Ally McBeal'n
Oh, what a beautiful feeling, where everyone is leaving
Look how I'm 21 me street
Forever, forever, for ever ever, for ever ever?
Forever never seemed so long like the song say
Shout out to Chairlift, Solange, Beyoncé
Shout out to Phonte, shout out to Fat Tony, Elizabeth Harper
Shout out to the first track off the second Carter
(Or maybe it was the second one)
Shout out to your father, shout out to your mama
Shout out to Dalai Lama, Jay Electronia
[?], you know why
(Oh my god, bruh)
Whipping in a Nissan Elantra
Up in Atlanta, see me in a Honda, out in Las Palmas
Feel like Ice Cube, in Anaconda
Feel like James Bond in a sauna
Feel like I play for Irana
Yo no, saying nada
I'm Pitbull, you're see through
I'll see you, happy Thanksgiving, man
Love is love, man
KOOL A.D. best rapper in the world
KOOL A.D. best rapper
[Chorus: Maluca]
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego, fuego

[Verse 2: Emicida]
Expando o campo, léxico-co
Conexão Brasil-México
Latino pique Anaconda
Que lindo (Lindo)
Forte bomba (Aham)
Continente Guantanamera (É nós)
Neguin' lá do cachoeira
Rima de segunda, terça, quarta, quinta-feira
Sexta-feira, sem pagar madeira
'Tendeu, Camilo? (Ahn)
Tem que colar com nós sem vacilo (Ahn)
Vai entender que é aquilo (Ahn)
Vai seguir bem tranquilo (Ahn)
Colando com nós (É)
No pião na ladeira de cross (Uhu)
Os favela, novos playboys
Os vilão, novos heróis
Pode pá
[Bridge: Rob Birch (Stereo MC's)]
'Cause you can walk everyday 'til your fingers are gone
What's the point if you don't feel nothing at all?
We've been used and abused, we can't take anymore
Got a right, show your lights, people stay on my corner
So wake up, wake up, tell me what do you feel?
It's a new day, a new thought, that's what is real
So wake up, wake up 'til it's joy that you feel
'Cause life's energy is all that is real

[Chorus: Maluca]
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego a mi cocina
Dame un chin chin, un chin de gasolina
Préndeme el fuego, fuego, fuego

[Outro: Maluca]
Chin, chin, gasolina
Fuego, mi cocina
Chin chin, gasolina
Fuego, mi cocina
Chin chin, gasolina
Fuego, mi cocina
Chin chin, gasolina
Fuego, fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego