Los Morros del Norte — El Ultimo Billete song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Ultimo Billete" by Los Morros del Norte.
Lyrics
Es es ultimo billete que saco de mi cartera
La cosa se pone buena
Voy a sacar la chequera
Ya llegaron las plebitas
Para empesar la loquera
Entrele compa Garay
No diga que no le atora
Si usted se me hace pa’tras no sera de Sinaloa
La fama ya la tenemos pal perico y pa las morras
Ya que estamos en ambiente
Que toquen puros corridos
Que canten lineas de a metro
Para todos mis amigos
Pa’que se aloquen las plebles y suenen cuernos de chivo
Oiga compa Garay ahi le presento una amiga
Es de puro Zacatecas de la tierra prometida
Le gustan los sinaloenses cuestion que usted se decida
No cabe duda compita le gusta la tierra santa
Ahorita le pido unos tragos
Pa' remojar la garganta
Porque con la polvadera
Ya casi se me atraganta
Nose me aguiten mis paisas
Y denle hasta que amanesca
Traiganse a mi amiga Mary y a Juana para la fiesta
Siganle chupando mota y aqui nadie se molesta
Lyrics translation
En This is the last ticket I took out of my wallet
Things are getting good.
I'm gonna take out the checkbook.
The plebites are here
To start the shrink
Enter compa Garay
Don't say it doesn't bother you.
If you make me PA'tra you won't be from Sinaloa
The fame we already have Pal perico and PA Las morras
Since we are in atmosphere
That they play pure cumshots
They sing lines from a metro
To all my friends
For the plebs to speak and the horns of a goat to sound
Hey, buddy Garay, I'd like you to meet a friend.
It is pure Zacatecas of the Promised Land
You like sinaloenses question that you decide
No doubt he likes the Holy Land.
I'll get you some drinks right now.
To soak the throat
Because with the dustpan
I almost got choked.
I don't like my country.
And give it till dawn
Bring my friend Mary and Joan for the party.
Keep sucking on mota and here no one bothers