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I am Sinaloan to the max
I like to tell the truth.
I am a stone that cannot be smoothed
No matter how many sizes and sizes you have
I'm stubborn as a mule
Where are you going, I won't find you.
They don't want me in your house
Because I live singing
They tell me I'm a bandit
And I don't have for when
From the wedding dress poster
I'm taking away your time
I am not a gold coin
To be liked by everyone
This is how I was born and this is how I am
If they don't love me, too bad.
And if not, bad luck, little one.
I have the sky for a roof
Only the sun as a blanket
Two arms to hold you up
And a heart for your life
Go run and tell your parents
And let's see who gives more for their daughter.
There, bandit heart
Neigh as much as you want
For this fine potranca
You will tame yourself when you want
You and I are in no hurry.
They will want us there whenever they want.
I am not a gold coin
To be liked by everyone
This is how I was born and this is how I am
If they don't love me, too bad.
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