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*this is the remix*
I breathe perfume, we're in luck
Women coming in in two by two
If they come for 'ca it's because they want
The night is good for a mission
Chorus 1
And the dembow sounds
Give it, hands to the wall, guide me, you know what it's like
And the dembow sounds
Give it, hands to the wall, but perreame without feka, there baby
Tra, throw it away, tra
He says, bring her in, tra
Tra, tra, bring it, tra
He says, bring her in, tra
Verse 1
And I tell him the model
How she walks and plays with her hair
And how well everything she does is
The photo that always poles in the net
How he plans it and puts a message to it
She knows she's good and highlights the details'
Already at night he puts on his best suit
Cortito to show the legs and the nalgaje
And before this is over she wants to be fitted
Do-do-two shots of whiskey, two tequila'
She gets bold, challenges me
Grab the toy with satire face
He wants me to leave it as half-turn'
I've had an effect on alcohol
I'm taking her somewhere hidden
We don't stay until the sun comes up
And no clothes together at the same time'
Well gangster guillao
Well guillao of what?
Well gangster guillao, maleante guillao
As it says
I'm hanging out with the baby'girl on the ship sailing
It's just that they're bugting' they're all the way down fighting
There's one I see that's letting go
To' that bouncing
I keep singing, enjoying, dancing
With the fleet, I'm walking, we're not lowering him
All generations are going to be perreando
Chorus 2
And the dembow sounds
Dale, hands on the wall, hard, that you know what it's like
And the dembow sounds
Dale, hands on the wall, hard, that you know what it's like
Verse 2
If I had the break of asking for a wish, I ask you
Mommy, I want you
She's the queen of the disco and I break her in my castle
He's looking for punishment
Arrive alone, arrive in a corillo, you can see the brightness
In front of no woman I kneel
But I'm going to put your ankles on you're going to get you're going to get your ankles'
And the drills' of the mio', Mommy, they don't screw up'
He goes to the-goes to-goes to the-, goes to the disco and stays with her
Fire in the bottles
Tell him you're hanging out with the superstar
And I saw her and said, 'I want that one.'
And see if I wrapped myself that I said, 'Ask what you want.''
The ones with the etiquette whiskey in her law, she raises them
This was done to make him sude'
After I make you up and perfume you'
And if she goes crazy, she comes back in uber
Most of the time she has the note in the cloud'
Mommy, tell him you don't have a signal
I want to show you
Pair of tricks,' front and back she looks great
If they catch us, believe me, I'm going to manage
If you move as it is, my love, I'm going to reward you
And hey—
Dancing kills
He puts reggaeton and unleashes
She perreando while her friend portrays her
Travel the world more than a stewardess
She goes to the beach on Sunday, and is rescued by the pirate
They put 3g, and he wants me to give him
She put coke in like it's coffee
Baby, you tell me, and I'll come to your house
If you want, I'll eat you quickly
It's just that you know you're looking for me to push you
Let's spend the night cooling pants
Lots of envious, but they're imitations
We're leaving for the dark without interruption
Chorus 3
And the dembow sounds
Give it, hands to the wall, guide me, you know what it's like
And the dembow sounds
Give it, hands to the wall, but perreame without feka, there baby
Tra, throw it away, tra
He says, bring her in, tra
Tra, tra, bring it, tra
He says, bring her in, tra
Verse 3
I'm perreando, I'm perreando
The note goes up, raising
Pow, I'm perreando I'm still perreando
Black and redbull I keep giving him
Turn on the sativa that activates me
You're a living candela
Don't with me'
That booty is dancing live meat you feel alive
That outfit motivates me
Everybody hand up
Bridge
Raise the note, let it explode
Move that snacking ass
Keep it cool and bounce
My phillie I do it in a pot
Raise the note, let it explode
Move that snacking ass
Keep it cool and bounce
My phillie I do it in a pot
I'm perreando I'm perreando
The note goes up, raising
Pow, I'm perreando
I'm perreando and we're going skrrt-skrrt on the lambo
And it can't be chance
Let the disco see you dancing
Start looking so sensually
And the league keeps killing
Bridge
So let me see what you got back there
I know you're set up to hit the 'tra' hard
If I hit her, she asks me
Eah, you're on, ma'
Let me see what you got back there
I know you're set up to hit the 'tra' hard
If I hit her, she asks me
Eah, you're on, ma'
Verse 5
Hands up, search warrant
Baby, they and they're not the ugly ones
The one I didn't belong to, I lower her finger
And if I get into this remix it's to start over
Put your hand on your head
Bend over and put yourself in four, and give yourself a beer buche
Forgive me for the cuban gold, you know it weighs
I don't wear stuffing clothes and now it's that this shit starts
But suble him the dembow so he can make a fuss
She doesn't like trili, she likes bugs'
He wants me to put her in a pose, the guaye and the whip
And she wants to impress me to take her to the boat
Chorus 4
And the dembow sounds
Dale, hands on the wall, hard, that you know what it's like
And the dembow sounds
Give it, hands to the wall, but perreame without feka, there baby
Tra, throw it away, tra
He says, bring her in, tra
Tra, tra, bring it, tra
He says, bring her in, tra tra-tra
Outro
E-e-e-evo Jedis
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