Lyrics of Bureo, Bureo - Tego Calderón

Bureo, Bureo (original)

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

(translation)

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