Frijolero
Lyrics
O ya estoy hasta la madre De que me pongan sombrero Escuche entonces cuando digo No me llames frijolerofull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
male lead vocalsgroup vocals
minor key tonality
simple harmonic progressions
social or political themes
accordion (or bandoneon) playing
influences of Indian Pop-Rock music
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Stay on your side of that goddamn river Haciendo Guerra a otros paises No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo And a rich man I'd be Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero Ser un mexicano cruzando la frontera Don’t call me gringo, you fuckin’ beaner For being in the wrong side of town No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero Puñetero Tuvieras tu que esquivar las balas (Pinche gringo que?) Now why don't you look down If I had that kind of chips Take shit for granted Don't call me gringo, you fuckin’ beaner Don't call me gringo, you beaner Of these racists Don’t call me gringo, you beaner That U.S. soil that makes you E intereses nuestra deuda De que somos vendedores Stay on your side of that goddamn river Mientras tanto no sabemos Pensando en tu familia mientras que pasas Now I wish I had a dime De que me pongan sombrero If not for Santa Ana Puñetero Podras imaginarte desde afuera Nunca inflamos la moneda No me llames frijolero Publishers: SURCO MUSIC, UNIVERSAL MUSICA INC (Chingao) No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero Just to let you know Quien se queda con la feria Songwriters: Juan Francisco Ayala, Miguel Huidrobo, Randy Wideman No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo That where your feet are planted Escuche entonces cuando digo Would be Mexico, correcto! De unos cuantos gringos rancheros Dejando todo lo que tu conoces atras Lately I wanna smack the mouths Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero Te pagamos con petoleo Les seguiras diciendo good for nothing To where your feet is planted Ustedes son consumidores Wetback? Y tuvieras tu que empezar de cero I've gotten stared down No metamos las narices De la droga que sembramos For every single time Aunque nos hagan la fama De que exista algun respeto O ya estoy hasta la madre


