Benito, hijo de Benito, le decían "Tito"
El mayor de seis, trabajando desde chamaquito
Guiando camione' como el pai y el abuelo
Aunque su sueño siempre fue ser ingeniero
Un día Tonito lo invitó pa' hacer una mudanza
Pa' buscarse alguito, par de peso' pa' algo alcanza
Gracia' a Dios que ese día no estaba busy
Porque en la mudanza fue donde conoció a Lysi
La menor de tre' que se criaron con Doña Juanita
Porque su papá y mamá partieron estando chiquita'
Prometió graduarse ante' de casarse y lo cumplió
Diciembre del 92 con Tito se casó
Ante' de irse pa' Almirante donde se conocieron
Vivieron en Morovis en donde hicieron al nene
Que en Bayamón por primera vez vieron
Un aplauso pa' mami y papi porque en verda' rompieron
Ea, diablo
Rumba
Gracia', mami, por parirme aquí, je, ey
El mejor de la nueva porque me crie en la vieja
Gracia' a mami y papi por to' los jalón de oreja'
Nunca me han visto en la calle ni en los podcast dando queja'
Tratan de medir fuerza y no pueden ni en pareja
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, estoy en la noche oscura
Yo no canto reggae, pero soy cultura
De Borinquen, PR, Archipiélago Perfecto
En el mundo entero ya conocen mi dialecto, mi jerga
A mí me importa un bicho lo que a ti te vale verga
Aquí mataron gente por sacar la bandera
Por eso es que ahora yo la llevo donde quiera
Cabrón, ¿qué fue? (Ja)
Esto está peligroso
Si mañana muero, yo espero que nunca olviden mi rostro
Y pongan un tema mío el día que traigan a Otto
En la caja la bandera azul clarito
Y que recuerden que siempre fui yo, siempre fui Benito
¿Meterle más que yo? Tú ere' loco
Nah, cabrón, tú ere' loco
Lo que tú diga' me importa poco
A mí me quieren como a Tito y soy serio como Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, cabrón, yo soy legendario
Le meto con cojone' y con ovario'
Millonario sin dejar de ser del barrio, pa' que sepa'
Aprieta, chamaquito, aprieta
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ah, ¿cómo?, Dice)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ay, vamo' a ver, dale, que venga pa'cá)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (uy, ahora, ahora, ahora)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (¡Viva!)
Bad Bunny - LA MuDANZA Lyrics
Letra de LA MuDANZA
Bad Bunny - LA MuDANZA Lyrics
Official
Benito, son of Benito, they called him "Tito"
The oldest of six, working since he was a kid
Driving trucks like his dad and grandfather
Though his dream was always to be an engineer
One day, Tonito invited him to help with a move
To make a little bit of cash, just enough for something
Thank God that day he wasn't busy
Because during the move, he met Lysi
The youngest of three, raised by Doña Juanita
Because her mom and dad passed away when she was little
She promised to graduate before getting married, and she did
In December of 92, she married Tito
Before moving to Almirante where they met
They lived in Morovis, where they had their son
Who, for the first time, they saw in Bayamón
A round of applause for mom and dad because they truly nailed it
Wow, damn
Party
Thanks, mom, for giving birth to me here, yeah, hey
The best of the new because I was raised old-school
Thanks to mom and dad for all the ear-pulling
They've never seen me on the streets or in podcasts complaining
They try to measure strength and can't even do it in pairs
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, I'm in the dark night
I don't sing reggae, but I am culture
From Borinquen, PR, Perfect Archipelago
The world knows my dialect, my slang
I don't give a damn about what you think
People were killed here for flying the flag
That's why I carry it with me everywhere
Motherf*cker, what's up? (Ha)
This is dangerous
If I die tomorrow, I hope they never forget my face
And play one of my songs the day they bring Otto
In the coffin, the light blue flag
And remember that it was always me, it was always Benito
Try to do more than me? You're crazy
Nah, motherf*cker, you're crazy
What you say doesn't matter to me
They want me like Tito and I'm serious like Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, motherf*cker, I'm legendary
I go hard as hell, with balls and ovaries
A millionaire without ever leaving the hood, just so you know
Press, kid, press
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
I'm from P fckin' R (ah, how?, says)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, let's see, come here)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, now, now, now)
I'm from P fckin' R (long live it!)
The oldest of six, working since he was a kid
Driving trucks like his dad and grandfather
Though his dream was always to be an engineer
One day, Tonito invited him to help with a move
To make a little bit of cash, just enough for something
Thank God that day he wasn't busy
Because during the move, he met Lysi
The youngest of three, raised by Doña Juanita
Because her mom and dad passed away when she was little
She promised to graduate before getting married, and she did
In December of 92, she married Tito
Before moving to Almirante where they met
They lived in Morovis, where they had their son
Who, for the first time, they saw in Bayamón
A round of applause for mom and dad because they truly nailed it
Wow, damn
Party
Thanks, mom, for giving birth to me here, yeah, hey
The best of the new because I was raised old-school
Thanks to mom and dad for all the ear-pulling
They've never seen me on the streets or in podcasts complaining
They try to measure strength and can't even do it in pairs
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, I'm in the dark night
I don't sing reggae, but I am culture
From Borinquen, PR, Perfect Archipelago
The world knows my dialect, my slang
I don't give a damn about what you think
People were killed here for flying the flag
That's why I carry it with me everywhere
Motherf*cker, what's up? (Ha)
This is dangerous
If I die tomorrow, I hope they never forget my face
And play one of my songs the day they bring Otto
In the coffin, the light blue flag
And remember that it was always me, it was always Benito
Try to do more than me? You're crazy
Nah, motherf*cker, you're crazy
What you say doesn't matter to me
They want me like Tito and I'm serious like Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, motherf*cker, I'm legendary
I go hard as hell, with balls and ovaries
A millionaire without ever leaving the hood, just so you know
Press, kid, press
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
I'm from P fckin' R (ah, how?, says)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, let's see, come here)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, now, now, now)
I'm from P fckin' R (long live it!)
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Spanish
Benito, hijo de Benito, le decían "Tito"
El mayor de seis, trabajando desde chamaquito
Guiando camione' como el pai y el abuelo
Aunque su sueño siempre fue ser ingeniero
Un día Tonito lo invitó pa' hacer una mudanza
Pa' buscarse alguito, par de peso' pa' algo alcanza
Gracia' a Dios que ese día no estaba busy
Porque en la mudanza fue donde conoció a Lysi
La menor de tre' que se criaron con Doña Juanita
Porque su papá y mamá partieron estando chiquita'
Prometió graduarse ante' de casarse y lo cumplió
Diciembre del 92 con Tito se casó
Ante' de irse pa' Almirante donde se conocieron
Vivieron en Morovis en donde hicieron al nene
Que en Bayamón por primera vez vieron
Un aplauso pa' mami y papi porque en verda' rompieron
Ea, diablo
Rumba
Gracia', mami, por parirme aquí, je, ey
El mejor de la nueva porque me crie en la vieja
Gracia' a mami y papi por to' los jalón de oreja'
Nunca me han visto en la calle ni en los podcast dando queja'
Tratan de medir fuerza y no pueden ni en pareja
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, estoy en la noche oscura
Yo no canto reggae, pero soy cultura
De Borinquen, PR, Archipiélago Perfecto
En el mundo entero ya conocen mi dialecto, mi jerga
A mí me importa un bicho lo que a ti te vale verga
Aquí mataron gente por sacar la bandera
Por eso es que ahora yo la llevo donde quiera
Cabrón, ¿qué fue? (Ja)
Esto está peligroso
Si mañana muero, yo espero que nunca olviden mi rostro
Y pongan un tema mío el día que traigan a Otto
En la caja la bandera azul clarito
Y que recuerden que siempre fui yo, siempre fui Benito
¿Meterle más que yo? Tú ere' loco
Nah, cabrón, tú ere' loco
Lo que tú diga' me importa poco
A mí me quieren como a Tito y soy serio como Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, cabrón, yo soy legendario
Le meto con cojone' y con ovario'
Millonario sin dejar de ser del barrio, pa' que sepa'
Aprieta, chamaquito, aprieta
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ah, ¿cómo?, Dice)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ay, vamo' a ver, dale, que venga pa'cá)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (uy, ahora, ahora, ahora)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (¡Viva!)
El mayor de seis, trabajando desde chamaquito
Guiando camione' como el pai y el abuelo
Aunque su sueño siempre fue ser ingeniero
Un día Tonito lo invitó pa' hacer una mudanza
Pa' buscarse alguito, par de peso' pa' algo alcanza
Gracia' a Dios que ese día no estaba busy
Porque en la mudanza fue donde conoció a Lysi
La menor de tre' que se criaron con Doña Juanita
Porque su papá y mamá partieron estando chiquita'
Prometió graduarse ante' de casarse y lo cumplió
Diciembre del 92 con Tito se casó
Ante' de irse pa' Almirante donde se conocieron
Vivieron en Morovis en donde hicieron al nene
Que en Bayamón por primera vez vieron
Un aplauso pa' mami y papi porque en verda' rompieron
Ea, diablo
Rumba
Gracia', mami, por parirme aquí, je, ey
El mejor de la nueva porque me crie en la vieja
Gracia' a mami y papi por to' los jalón de oreja'
Nunca me han visto en la calle ni en los podcast dando queja'
Tratan de medir fuerza y no pueden ni en pareja
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, estoy en la noche oscura
Yo no canto reggae, pero soy cultura
De Borinquen, PR, Archipiélago Perfecto
En el mundo entero ya conocen mi dialecto, mi jerga
A mí me importa un bicho lo que a ti te vale verga
Aquí mataron gente por sacar la bandera
Por eso es que ahora yo la llevo donde quiera
Cabrón, ¿qué fue? (Ja)
Esto está peligroso
Si mañana muero, yo espero que nunca olviden mi rostro
Y pongan un tema mío el día que traigan a Otto
En la caja la bandera azul clarito
Y que recuerden que siempre fui yo, siempre fui Benito
¿Meterle más que yo? Tú ere' loco
Nah, cabrón, tú ere' loco
Lo que tú diga' me importa poco
A mí me quieren como a Tito y soy serio como Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, cabrón, yo soy legendario
Le meto con cojone' y con ovario'
Millonario sin dejar de ser del barrio, pa' que sepa'
Aprieta, chamaquito, aprieta
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
De aquí nadie me saca
De aquí yo no me muevo
Dile que esta es mi casa
Donde nació mi abuelo
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ah, ¿cómo?, Dice)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (ay, vamo' a ver, dale, que venga pa'cá)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (uy, ahora, ahora, ahora)
Yo soy de P f*ckin' R (¡Viva!)
English
Benito, son of Benito, they called him "Tito"
The oldest of six, working since he was a kid
Driving trucks like his dad and grandfather
Though his dream was always to be an engineer
One day, Tonito invited him to help with a move
To make a little bit of cash, just enough for something
Thank God that day he wasn't busy
Because during the move, he met Lysi
The youngest of three, raised by Doña Juanita
Because her mom and dad passed away when she was little
She promised to graduate before getting married, and she did
In December of 92, she married Tito
Before moving to Almirante where they met
They lived in Morovis, where they had their son
Who, for the first time, they saw in Bayamón
A round of applause for mom and dad because they truly nailed it
Wow, damn
Party
Thanks, mom, for giving birth to me here, yeah, hey
The best of the new because I was raised old-school
Thanks to mom and dad for all the ear-pulling
They've never seen me on the streets or in podcasts complaining
They try to measure strength and can't even do it in pairs
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, I'm in the dark night
I don't sing reggae, but I am culture
From Borinquen, PR, Perfect Archipelago
The world knows my dialect, my slang
I don't give a damn about what you think
People were killed here for flying the flag
That's why I carry it with me everywhere
Motherf*cker, what's up? (Ha)
This is dangerous
If I die tomorrow, I hope they never forget my face
And play one of my songs the day they bring Otto
In the coffin, the light blue flag
And remember that it was always me, it was always Benito
Try to do more than me? You're crazy
Nah, motherf*cker, you're crazy
What you say doesn't matter to me
They want me like Tito and I'm serious like Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, motherf*cker, I'm legendary
I go hard as hell, with balls and ovaries
A millionaire without ever leaving the hood, just so you know
Press, kid, press
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
I'm from P fckin' R (ah, how?, says)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, let's see, come here)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, now, now, now)
I'm from P fckin' R (long live it!)
The oldest of six, working since he was a kid
Driving trucks like his dad and grandfather
Though his dream was always to be an engineer
One day, Tonito invited him to help with a move
To make a little bit of cash, just enough for something
Thank God that day he wasn't busy
Because during the move, he met Lysi
The youngest of three, raised by Doña Juanita
Because her mom and dad passed away when she was little
She promised to graduate before getting married, and she did
In December of 92, she married Tito
Before moving to Almirante where they met
They lived in Morovis, where they had their son
Who, for the first time, they saw in Bayamón
A round of applause for mom and dad because they truly nailed it
Wow, damn
Party
Thanks, mom, for giving birth to me here, yeah, hey
The best of the new because I was raised old-school
Thanks to mom and dad for all the ear-pulling
They've never seen me on the streets or in podcasts complaining
They try to measure strength and can't even do it in pairs
Calle Sol, Calle Luna, I'm in the dark night
I don't sing reggae, but I am culture
From Borinquen, PR, Perfect Archipelago
The world knows my dialect, my slang
I don't give a damn about what you think
People were killed here for flying the flag
That's why I carry it with me everywhere
Motherf*cker, what's up? (Ha)
This is dangerous
If I die tomorrow, I hope they never forget my face
And play one of my songs the day they bring Otto
In the coffin, the light blue flag
And remember that it was always me, it was always Benito
Try to do more than me? You're crazy
Nah, motherf*cker, you're crazy
What you say doesn't matter to me
They want me like Tito and I'm serious like Cotto
Lugia, Ho-Oh, motherf*cker, I'm legendary
I go hard as hell, with balls and ovaries
A millionaire without ever leaving the hood, just so you know
Press, kid, press
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
No one is taking me out of here
I'm not moving from here
Tell them this is my house
Where my grandfather was born
I'm from P fckin' R (ah, how?, says)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, let's see, come here)
(Ey, ey, ey, ey)
I'm from P fckin' R (hey, now, now, now)
I'm from P fckin' R (long live it!)
Writer: Benito Martinez Ocasio
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: Bad Bunny
From Album: Debi Tirar Mas Fotos
Genre(s): Latin
Language: Spanish
Length: 3:33
Written by: Benito Martinez Ocasio
Released: January 5th, 2025
Year: 2025