Mas Flow (album)
Mas Flow is the debut compilation album by reggaeton producers Luny Tunes. Along with Tego Calderón's El Abayarde, also released in 2003, Mas Flow was the first reggaeton album to meet a mass audience. In doing so, it introduced the world not only to the musical style itself in album format, but also to Luny Tunes, the production duo who would quickly become one of reggaeton's best known producers. The mixtape nature of Mas Flow helped introduce a host of notable reggaeton vocalists in the process, including Daddy Yankee, Don Omar, Tego Calderón, Wisin & Yandel, Héctor & Tito, Nicky Jam, Baby Ranks, Zion & Lennox, and others. The album's success led to the release of Mas Flow 2.
Track List
In 2007 Mas Flow Gold Edition was released with the same track listing.
Videos
Mas Flow 2
Mas Flow 2 is the second compilation album by reggaeton producers Luny Tunes. The album was a joint venture with reggaeton artist Baby Ranks as he was featured in virtually every song in the album. Many of reggaeton's biggest names were featured in the album, such as Daddy Yankee, Wisin & Yandel, Zion & Lennox, Tito "El Bambino", Ivy Queen, Hector "El Father", Voltio, and many others. Mas Flow 2 is one of the most critically acclaimed Latin albums of the year, and is considered to be substantially superior to the previous album. It also featured some artists from outside the reggaeton genre, such as Frankie J, Cultura Profetica, Tony Tun-Tun, Spliff Star, among others. It is acclaimed as one of the best reggaeton albums ever. Because of its success, many reggaeton fans consider Luny Tunes to be the kings of the reggaeton beats. Mas Flow 2 is, to date, considered one of the best reggaeton albums ever released (according to AMG). The song "Mírame" performed by Daddy Yankee and Deevani covers a 2001 Hindi song "Eli re Eli" from the Bollywood movie "Yaadein".Mas Flow 2 won the Lo Nuestro Award for Urban Album of the Year.
Flow 1
[talking]
Yeah, y'all know what it is man
Saturday night man, we coming out baby
Where the fuck we going, we going to Max's
Nigga already, meet me there baby let's do it
[Lil' O]
You can catch Lil' O, pulling up at Max's
In a old school drop, seats color of Khaki
Candy red paint, and my 4's look glassy
Got a nine on my lap, and AK in the back seat
Cause you know these jackers trip, when you ride on swangs
And when the light hit ya ice, man ya ice go bling
But if you run up on this harder gun, it might go bang
In fact don't even doubt it, boy your life gon end
Hit the valet, hopped out dressed to kill
And I don't ever wait in line, I know Ed and Dell
Went straight to the bar, like what's the deal
And they already know, put my Cris' in a pail
Got my Cristal, fired up a do-do square
Nigga let's ball, Fat Rat's in this bitch West-West y'all
You niggaz know, how I do it
I'm looking for a bad bitch, so she can swallow my fluid
[Hook x2]
I'm in the club, getting high with all of my thugs
Drinking Cris', niggaz showing me love what
I'm in the club, getting high with all of my thugs
Drinking Cris', bitches showing me love what
[Lil' O]
I gave dap to real playas, from the South to the North
Then ran up on a bitch, with a back like a horse
She said ain't you Fat Rat, with the Lac and the Porsche
She was all on my sack, I could tell by her voice
I told her look here baby, I got all kinds of toys
But fuck that, are we cutting like Pastor Troy
Cause them tits, bout the size of some asteroids
And I love nuttin' on breasts, ask them boys
Then the DJ seen my face, and started playing my song
And the crowd went crazy, when "Back, Back" came on
Then he backed on to, "We Ain't Broke No Mo"
We all started throwing up broke, cause we ain't broke no mo'
Big balling, we don't roach no mo'
Giving thanks to the father, we ain't gotta slang coke no mo'
But we always celebrate, for our niggaz on lock
That's why we fire up the dro, and make the Cris' go pop
[Hook x2]
[Lil' O]
Now it's 3 in the morning, and a nigga's lit
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, man I'm out this bitch
Told the valet, to bring me my drop
I seen boo from earlier, I told her what's up you gon give me some cot
She said cool Lil' O, it's however you want it
You just gotta be the G, you wan' hop up on it
I said bitch say no mo', don't spoil the moment
Cause I'ma beat the pussy up, like it's my opponent
Now she hopped in the drop, we went straight to the room
And she's trying to be the bride, well I ain't the groom
Bent her ass right over, jumped dead in her womb
Bust a nut told her bitch, check out time's at noon
[talking]
I'll holla at ya, silly bitch
But god damn, that pussy was good
Just another Saturday night for a real
Motherfucking playa nigga
Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze bitch