[Verse 1: Dharius]
Travelling from place to place
Knowing various types of festivities
As long as there's batteries this guy doesn't get shut off
I enjoy everything to the max until it's over
I live like a drunk, smelling like a male
Inhaling meth, I smoke like a chimney
[?] I hallucinate crazy stuff
Marijuana and bitches from the highest rank

[Chorus: Dharius]
That's the stuff
Doesn't matter if it's morning
I don't know naps
My middle name is Party

[Refrain: Babo]
Welcome to this side
Where the mood is genеrally dizzy
You got a problem?
*sniff sniff* We'll fix it right away

[Chorus: Dharius]
That's the stuff
Doеsn't matter if it's morning
I don't know naps
My middle name is Party
That's the stuff
Doesn't matter if it's morning
I don't know naps
My middle name is Party
[Verse 2: Babo]
From above to below there's always bullshit
From the plane to the palace, there are always stubborn fools
Why live slowly? I insist
Not everything that kills you in life is vice
Bitches, babes, beers, wine, friends
The Cartel destroying your sound
One chance, and some queens to get off the ice
And lay in my bed sound asleep

{Interlude: Dharius]
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)

[Scratches: JL Amazu]
The bullshitting goes on
The bullshitting goes on

[Verse 3: JL Amazu]
I'm the only rapper from the coast of Guerrero
And you can call me JL Amazu
I've got the perfect ingredient in my pockets
To arrive without taking shortcuts, directly
What up, Brody? Looking to party?
Santa Catarina and Acapulco are the answer
Here, the fun isn't imagined, you live it
Spring Break is the best example
Music, beaches, and asses moving around
I'm Southside, always from way in
By heart, Acapulco represent
[Interlude: JL Amazu]
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)
Everyone with their hands in the air say Cartel (Cartel!)

[Verse 4: Dharius]
Hotels, swimming pools, and beautiful women
Perfect butt cheeks, I always enjoy these pleasures
In this life I have, drowned in alcohol
What else you want?
Dropping dead at six in the morning in a great Mexican beach
Being one of the kind who can raise up the hype to the max
It's all I go trough
I go up and down, I get high and chill
I have visions, I hear voices
I even have communicated with my gods
Once a week, everything I see
It's Dharius in Wonderland

[Verse 2: Babo]
From above to below there's always bullshit
From the plane to the palace, there are always stubborn fools
Why live slowly? I insist
Not everything that kills you in life is vice
Bitches, babes, beers, wine, friends
The Cartel destroying your sound
One chance, and some queens to get off the ice
And lay in my bed sound asleep