Daddy Yankee - Rompe (remix) lyrics

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Daddy Yankee - Rompe (remix) lyrics

[Intro: Daddy Yankee] Bienvenidos al remix, Cartel Records Se unieron las fuerzas mas grandes de la industria We ready, sal del medio okay Daddy Yankee esta ready Lloyd Banks esta ready Young Buck esta ready Yeah yeah andamos ready G-unit esta ready Cartel estamos ready C'mon, this is the remix [Hook: Daddy Yankee] Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla'o Rompe, rompe, rompe, ese cuerpo yal, oh Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla'o Are you ready Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down Rompe, rompe, rompe, the way she move it ya lo Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down Let's go G-unit [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I move the crowd like when the D's roll up So the money in my jeans fold up Hold up, don't get your eyes swolled up All black and blue on the bottom I love the beef, b**h smacking you ain't a problem I got family in bronx, (heh) and family in the city New Yitty, the home of Big L and Biggie (uhh) I'm so pretty, pinky ring about fitty Doing fifty in a Lac, with D Y on the track [Verse 2: Daddy Yankee] My boo no se limita a la hora de romper su boom-boom Con curvas mas calientes que su ride-thru Enseñame si tienes la actitud mami Dale-go dale-go dale-go go G-unit [Verse 3: Young Buck] All my puertorican people holla vamonos My ghetto report card, I made the honor roll (yeah) Is getting hot in here, shorty taking off her clothes (her clothes) Shake what ya momma gave ya, make me holla whoa (whoa) We got the whole club outta control (c'mon) And Daddy Yankee got me smoking that boricua (boricua blunt) I got my G-unit boots on, so you can get stump (stump) Or you can quit playing, and c'mon and get crunk'd (get crunk'd) yeah [Hook] [Verse 4: Daddy Yankee] Pegate para aca mujer, mira lo que tu tienes que hacer Mirala matar con la cara que me tiene, rompe que rompe ese nalga ehh Esto se va hasta el amanecer, claro que si que estamos bien En la mano te pongo un negocio que te conviene ma de buena fe If you give me that, I'll give you some of that stuff If you give me that, I'll give you some of that stuff If you give me that, I'll give you some of that stuff Como dicen los boricua te voy a dar guayaque De Puerto Rico a Los Angeles, the New York al Dirrty South Este guerrero latino a representa'o Muero de pie antes de vivir arrodillao Y tu eres fake'ah, mas fake'ah que chinatown Ando con el G-unit que es la unidad gorrila Combinacion perfecta de los real k**as Las matematicas son facil, no seas bruto papi 4 menos 3 es igual al Cangri what [Hook] Who's this, who who who's this You know who's this, Da-ddy (you know) Yan-kee Ohh ohh en directo Ohh ohh Daddy Yankee yo G-unit Lloyd Banks, Young Buck