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Cartel de Santa - Que Mas Les Puedo Decir? (English Translation) Lyrics[Intro: Babo]
Woo, super flow
Woo, super flow
Woo, super flow

[Verse 1:Babo]
I'd rather retire and hug failure
Before kissing somebody's ass whose I never got sick of calling fake
When I lift my arm in the air
Is to greet you all before we start the party
I showed that without the help from the most popular rap group
I could put myself between the radio stations from your area
From MTV to Telehit, from Santa to Miami Beach
From the port to San Gilberto and roll another to keep going
I live life like this and write as I live it
Hence the names of my friends in my songs
Greetings to Sinaloa, the bald and his minions
Bribing cops, we don't let them put us down
The ones in Tepito, Bocho, Soul, and Templealari
By the sheep tails (?)
Thanks, many thanks, what else can I tell you all?
Because I live by my side, I find topic to write
To my bitches in the lifting with all their staff
To my skinny bitch who's spoiled by weed and ice
To my dogs, Chava and Negro Calaveras, they don't wimp out
To Davox, Archi,and evereyone else who got involved
Thanks to my dogs who I plug with
If I don't mention your names, you know why
Alvarito, Valdo, Gordo Yu, and also fucking Gus
Special dedication to my brother Javu
I thank you all for making Hip-Hop big
Pomel and Maracaibos for that moment of action
To every fool who show up to the crib, a heartful thank
Dharius, DIckie, Cholo, and Yavé, I thank you all
You know why, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus: Babo & Dharius]
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks, what else can I tell you all?
I thank you all

[Verse 2: Dharius]
The baddest dogs are beside us
And it doesn't matter that they have no fame and aren't even a fan
We share more than that, listen to the bone man
We buy tons of bread with our peso (weight)
Heavy, that's right
Here there's no need for an artist of the month
We can, alone, we do as we please
Place we go to, we relate to the best people
I live my life like this, and I write what I live
Hence the names of my friends in my songs
Greetings to Berny from San Diego
For the icing he gave us in Tijuana
Greetings to Negro from the rebu
From the strip club to the streets smoking marijuana
Greetings to Miguel for that scaly day
Greetings to Luis for buying the forties
To the entrepreneur from Tampico
Light up a good joint, lighter and coke
I explain it as I live it, those are my friends
Those who don't hold prejudice about everything I witness about
Thanks to Chacón and his mom for the pozole
Thanks to the military who eat everything up
Thanks to Piolo, Big Marcos, and Mesui for showing they've got balls when they were here
Thanks to Noma, Ari, Wero
For friendship, the song, and the drink
Thanks to Mister John Leguizamo
For the drink at Nudos, the movie and the car
This goes out to the ones who're with me
I said it and I repeat; these are my friends

[Chorus: Babo & Dharius]
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks
Those are my friends
Thanks, many thanks, what else can I tell you all?
I thank you all

{Outro: Babo & Dharius]
Thanks to chiquilín Coco too, Julio and all his gang
Mauricio, DJ Clontia, Chamán, Chan, Pocho
Felx, Basi, Piscis, Johnny, Chivo
Furcio, and all the girlies who show up to the studio
Micky, Cinthia, and the whole pack
To those who listen to us at every street corner
To my family, my bros, and Manuel
Wicky, Pájaro, Pon, the whole Real Academia
Memo, Chivo, Ana, Vero, and Deivi, all of BMG
Mopy, Jami and Jaz, and little Dha
Thanks, many thanks
Specially my daughter Bárbara, thanks, many thanks