Rompe
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Rompe
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Na-na, na-na, na-na, na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na
You know
Los capos están ready, las mamis están ready
Y en la calle estamos ready, yeah-yeah, andamos ready
Los barrios están ready, one, two, get ready (come on!)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (ese cuerpo ya lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Are you ready? (¡pah, pah, pah!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (the way she moves, ella lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Let's go
My boo, no se limita a la hora de romper su pum-pum
Con curvas más calientes que el sur, right through
Enséñame si tienes la actitud, mami
Dale, go, dale, go, dale, go-go
Tiempo, llegó el momento, baby, de perder el control
Trabájame ese cuerpo más que un shot de Winstrol
Sube ese temperamento, dame movimiento lento, lento, ella lo
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (ese cuerpo ya lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Are you ready? (¡pah, pah, pah!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (the way she moves, ella lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Go, go, go, go
Voy chillin', tranquilo, that's right (yeah)
Buscando una gata que cae (yo)
No escondas todo eso que trae' (no)
Yo, baby, ¿qué es la que hay? (ah, ah)
Voy chillin', tranquilo, that's right (yeah)
Buscando una gata que cae (yo)
No escondas todo eso que trae′ (no)
¿Qué pasa socio?, ¿qué es la que hay? (what?, what?, what?)
Pinche wey, pensaste que este era un mamey
No voy a dar break, deje ese guille de Scarface
Get out my way, usted no vende ni en eBay
No das pa na, conmigo estás Frito-Lay
Chequea el swing, que se le pega a toa las nenas más que un G-String
Yo soy la pesadilla de todos los Dream Team
Ya se te acabó el magazine
Conmigo no te la guilles, pa, de Listerine, Daddy te
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (ese cuerpo ya lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (bien guillao)
Are you ready? (¡pah, pah, pah!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (the way she moves, ella lo)
Rompe, rompe, rompe (break it down)
Let's go
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na (rompe, rompe, rompe)
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na (rompe, rompe, rompe)
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na (rompe, rompe, rompe)
You know
Ouh, ouh, en directo
Ouh, ouh, Daddy Yankee, yo'
Coro Yerar, Montserrat y DJ Urban
Offic', ja, ja
It's official
Daddy Yankee
Carter Records
En directo
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Daddy Yankee performs "Rompe", and this lyric page sits inside the Daddy Yankee catalog on LyroVerse.
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