I am the boss of the mafia
I am my mother's son
You are a shitty asshole, ja, ja, ja
And a son of a bitch in Venice
Venice, Venice
Venice, cha, cha, cha
I have it prepared, I have the maletas
Let's go to Italy
I want to buy a jersey in Rayas
We will leave the mafia, nos bañaremos en la playa
I am the boss of the mafia
I am the son of my mother
You are a fucking asshole
And a son of a bitch in Venice
(Quiero spaghetti)
Venice
(Y mozarella)
Venice
(Quiero tirarme)
Venice
(A Donnatella)
I have it prepared, I have the clothes
We're going to Italy
I want to buy a jersey in Rayas
We'll leave the mafia
We'll go to the beach
/>Let's go to Italy
I want to buy a jersey in Rayas
We'll pass by the mafia
We'll leave on the beach
We were about to take the number mile
When I call in the civil guard
I am the boss of the mafia
(I told him)
If you don't senetti I'll break your face
(Quiero spaghetti)
The face
(Y mozarella)
The face
(Quiero tirarme)
The face
(A Donnatella)
Cha, cha
I have it prepared, I have the clothes
We're going to Italy
I want to buy a jersey in Rayas
We'll leave the mafia
We'll leave the beach
Let's go to Italy
We're going to buy a jersey in Rayas
We'll pass by the mafia
We're going to the beach
We're going to Italy
We're going to buy a jersey a rayas
We will leave the mafia
We will leave on the beach