Snow Tha Product Lyrics
"Que Oso"

What a bear

A tequila or holy water
What takes care, priest or band-aid?
Shut up, visit comes
What a perfect family

What you don't have, you paint
Cover with a mat or blanket
The truth makes you uncomfortable and itchy
If it is not your size or measurement, amen

I grew up with complexes
I don't ask for advice
Not for me, not for ego
But you neither candle nor burial

They told me that I would no longer come to mass
Because I gave a girl a kiss
And now she suddenly she takes away
I was crossed, remember I was an altar girl

And where did the Catholic go?
Erotic thinking
That father has a tail to step on
How much do you judge if it is so similar?
There is so much gossip to avoid

My mother is not holy and I am not stupid
Rabble so naca and how much does he care
Pa'l gossip yes listen and to 'help' ta deaf
And a fat woman called me ugly
And an ugly one told me fat
She told me tomboy a-
A ragman who is poor but already in his forties also looked at me ugly

(What a bear)
What a bear
Oh what a bear
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Oh what a bear

I want my wallet well whale
Oh grandma, sorry
If it were up to you, I would not have
Neither good flight nor plane

What a bear
What a bear

A tequila or holy water
What takes care, priest or band-aid?
Shut up, visit comes
What a perfect family

A tequila or holy water
What takes care, priest or band-aid?
Shut up, visit comes
What a family so-

Oh what a bear
What a bear

The family, a ball of gossipers
That with so much prayer and shawl they do not take away their envy
To finish it, they make it cough or they throw a little
Lying guys, here between us they are so jealous'
They miss everything
Go out and even mud, take out the Fabulous

And let's get the dirt out
We are going to get truths even if everyone sweats
It's good for me, mother, all my life they spoke badly and I didn't do anything to anyone
What family did I have

What if I smoked marijuana
If my uncle makes coke in the bathroom
They don't think who I go out with
You have another son in the neighborhood

Look, here neither saints nor whores
Neither pa 'there nor pa' here, here there is no route
And if you don't like it, don't be admired, look at the chili
The looks insult

And from looks to looks, look at how high
If there is a problem, I think that the blow warns
There is no band-aid, healthy healthy, little girl
If there is criticism but the danced is not removed

I want my wallet well whale
Oh grandma, sorry
If it were up to you, I would not have
Neither this flight nor plane

Look, here neither saints nor whores
Neither pa 'there nor pa' here, here there is no route
And if you don't like it, don't be admired, look at the chili
The looks insult