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Daddy Yankee - Rompe Remix lyrics

[daddy yankee]

Bienvenidos al Remix!

Cartel Records!

Se unieron las fuerzas mas grandes de la Industria!

We're ready!

Salte del medio, okay!?

Daddy Yankee at the ready

Lloyd Banks at the ready

Young Buck at the ready

Yeah, yeah, and I'ma ready

G-Unit at the ready

Cartel, 'tamos ready

C'mon!

This is the remix!

[Chorus]

Rompe, rompe, rompe

Bien guillao!

Rompe, rompe, rompe

Ese cuerpo yal, oh

Rompe, rompe, rompe

Bien guillao!

Are you ready?

Rompe, rompe, rompe

Break it down!

Rompe, rompe, rompe

The way you move it yal, all

Rompe, rompe, rompe

Break it down!

Let's go...

G-Unit!

[Lloyd banks]

See, me (oh!)

I'm on the crowd like one of these, roll up

See all the money in my jeans full up, hold up

Dont' getcha eyes swole up

Hold Black & Blue on the bottom

I love the beef, niggaz smackin you ain't the problem

I've got family in the Bronx, say

And Family in the city, New Yiddy,

The home, o' Big L with Biggie, uh

I'm so pretty, pinky ring about 50,

doin' 50 in the lap

With D. Y. on the track

My boo,

No se limita a la hora de romper su pum-pum

Con curvas mas calientes que su... right-thru'

Enseñame si tienes la actitud, mami

Dale go, dale go, dale go, go

G-Unit!

See, naah

[young buck]

All my Porto-Rican people holla "Vamos!"

My Ghetto Report Card, i made the honor roll (yeah)

It's gettin hot in here

Shorty takin' off her clothes,

Shake what you momma gave ya,

Make me holla "Whoa!"

We got the whole club outta control (c'mon)

And Daddy Yankee got me smokin that Boricua dro (boricua!)

I got my G-Unit boots on

So you can get stomped

Or you can quit playin'

And come on and get crunk, yeah!

[Repeat Chorus]

Pegate para aca mujer

Mira lo que tu tienes que hacer

Tirala a la matar con la cara que me tienes

Rompe que rompe ese nalgaje

Esto se va hasta el amanecer

Claro que si, que estamos bien

Y en las manos te pongo un negocio

Que te conviene, ma' de buena fe

If you gimmie that

I'll give you some of de esto

If you gimmie that

I'll give you some of de esto

If you gimmie that

I'll give you some of de esto

Como dicen los boricuas

Te vo'a dar guaya--ke-ke!

[A.L]

pasa no great than this oh welled up on my poler it's shiten over this it's all over by the beef but as on the polker ass I don't give fucking G by the O the of the D it spells shity dog on this shit hold up on your eyeses ass bitch racked on floor n your hand is swold up like a red fuckin balloon

De Puerto Rico a Los Angeles

De New York al Ghetto Style

Este guerrero Latino ha representao'

Muero de pie antes de vivir arrodillao

Y tu eres feka (yeah!)

Mas feka que Shagnan down

Ando con el G-Unit que es la Unidad Gorilla

Combinacion perfecta de los real killa'

Las matematicas son faciles, no seas bruto papi

4 menos 3 es igual al "Cangri"

What!?

[Repeat Chorus]

Who's this?

Who...Who?

Who's this?

You know who's this!

Da-ddy-Yankee!

(You know!)

(Jaja!)

Oh, oh!

"En Directo"!

(G...G...)

Oh, oh!

Daddy Yankee, yo!

"G-Unit"!

Lloyd Banks!

Young Buck!