( Feat Baby Ranks, Tony Tun-tun, Wisin Y Yandel, Hector ‘bambino’)

(Baby Ranks)

Este menor que usted…
La quiere conocer…
Con su forma de actuar…
Me va a enloquecer…
La tengo en mi soñar…
Acaricio su piel…
Le quiero confesar…
Yo…

(Tony Tun-Tun)

No me importa que usted sea mayor que yo
Hoy la quiero en mi cama
Y no malinterprete mi intención
Es que no aguanto las ganas
Por eso he venido a decírselo
Que hoy la quiero en mi cama
Si no está dispuesta, ya dímelo
Es que no aguanto las ganas
Dame un chance…

(Yandel)

No me importa que usted sea mayor que yo
Te quiero aquí aunque tenga mil amores
Yo creo en el destino, oye
Tú sabes que Dios tiene sus razones
Eres mayor que yo, oye
Te quiero aquí aunque tenga mil amores
Yo creo en el destino, oye
Tú sabes que Dios tiene sus razones
Avanza, vámonos, dejemos de blablabla
Suelta la cartera, pa’ la cama con el chachachá
Te miro y me miras, te me pego pero no haces na’
Dime por qué, por qué…

(Wisin)

Vamos, así es que ellas mueven las poleas
Su carro lo fulea
Y vroomvroom, ella se come la brea
Llega a la disco y todo el mundo la lookea
Chulea, fua, tira un beso y se patea
Eso, beso con que se come con queso
Esto es un proceso, suelta de eso pa’ los presos
Tú sabes, doña, como mi voz tiene peso
El perro quiere un hueso, avanza dame un beso
Fuimos, sácala en la parta que tu eres tremenda loca
Con pasta, doña, con what the hell
Avanza, póngase la bata, dejémonos de lata
Te voy a dar por la culata, y…

(Tony Tun-Tun)

No me importa que usted sea mayor que yo
Hoy la quiero en mi cama
Y no malinterpreté mi intención
Es que no aguanto las ganas
Por eso he venido a decírselo
Que hoy la quiero en mi cama
Si no está dispuesta, ya dímelo
Es que no aguanto las ganas
Dame un chance…

(Daddy Yankee)

Yo soy un tigre
Por edad no midas el calibre
Prueba del menu y después me dices
Soy fuego en el Caribe
Mai, que las apariencias no te engañen
Ni permitas que la gente te cizañe
(Azota!) Porque tengo estilo de sicario
Y de calle mi vocabulario
La gatita me tira fascina
Y a la vez se pone media guilla
Se da cuenta de lo contrario
Porque vio que yo tengo la capacidad
Que un joven requiere, sin usar intermediario
El chico sabe que esto es lo que hace
El tiempo que separa los niños de los hombres
El chico sabe que esto es lo que hace
El tiempo que separa con calma los colores
(Azota!) Porque tengo estilo de sicario
Y de calle mi vocabulario
La gatita me tira fascina
Y a la vez se pone media guilla
Se da cuenta de lo contrario
Porque vio que yo tengo la capacidad
Que un joven requiere, sin usar intermediario
(Dame un chance…)

(Hector ‘Bambino’)

Dale, cuarentona, con tu corte de roncona
Suena las campanas que ya Wisin ‘ta en la lona
Juguetona, como en la cama me arrincona
Aquella tiene veinte, pero se parece a Chona
Malandrona, con ese corte bien burlona
Tráiganme la linda, Wisin baila con la mona
Guapetona, y si tu gato te encajona
Quítate el grillete, dile que tu te encojonas
Quítate el grillete, dile que tu te encojonas
Quítate el grillete, dile que tu te encojonas
Quítate el grillete, dile que tu te encojonas
(Heyyyyy…)

(Wisin)

‘W’, el sobreviviente!
Daddy Yankee!
Yandel!
(You know how we do, man!)
(We ready!)
Y el gato, Ranks!
“Mas Flow 2”!

(Hector ‘Bambino’)

Hector, el bambino!
(Hector, el bambino!)
Wisin y Yandel!
(Tony TunTun!)
(Representando!)
(Un junte pa’ la historia!)
(En “Mas Flow 2”!)
(Entiendes?)
(En mas ningún otro disco!)
Jajajajaja!
Luny!
Lo único que te falta unir!
Es a Bush y a bin-Laden!
Daddy Yankee

Translated Version

( Feat Baby Ranks, Tony Tun-tun, Wisin and Yandel, Hector 'bambino')

(Classificações de Bebês)

This one less than you...
He wants to meet her...
With the way you act...
It's going to drive me crazy...
I have it in my dream...
I caress your skin...
I want to confess ...
I...

(Tony Do-Do)

I don't care if you're older than me.
Today I want her in my bed
And don't misunderstand my intention
I just can't stand the urge.
That's why I came to tell you.
That today I want her in my bed
If you're not willing, tell me
I just can't stand the urge.
Lady a chance...

(Yandel)

I don't care if you're older than me.
I want you here even if I have a thousand loves
I believe in fate, hey
You know God has his reasons
You're older than me, hey.
I want you here even if I have a thousand loves
I believe in destiny, hey
You know God has his reasons
Go ahead, let's go, let's stop blabble
Drop your wallet, put the bed away with the chachacha
I look at you and you look at me, I hit you but you don't make na'
Tell me why, why...

(Wisin)

Come on, so they move the pulleys
His car fuleads him
And vroomvroom, she eats the tar
It hits the record and everyone looks at it
Chulea, he smokes, throws a kiss and kicks
That, kiss with what you eat with cheese
This is a process, let go of that for the prisoners
You know, dona, how my voice is weighty
The dog wants a bone, advance give me a kiss
We went, take her out in the part that you're tremendous crazy
Con massa, dona, con que diabos
Go ahead, put on your robe, let's cut the can
I'm going to hit you for the butt, and...

(Tony Tun-Tun)

I don't care if you're older than me.
Today I want her in my bed
And I didn't misunderstand my intention
I just can't stand the urge.
That's why I came to tell you.
That today I want her in my bed
If you're not willing, tell me
I just can't stand the urge.
Lady a chance...

(Daddy Yankee)

I'm a tiger
By age don't measure the caliber
Try the menu and then you tell me
I'm a fire in the Caribbean
Mai, don't let appearances fool you
Don't even let people tares you
(Whipping!) Because I have a sicario style
And on the street my vocabulary
The kitten throws me fascinates
And at the same time it gets half a guilla
He realizes otherwise
Because he saw that I have the ability
That a young man requires, without using an intermediary
The boy knows this is what he does.
The time that separates children from men
The boy knows this is what he does.
The time that calmly separates colors
(Whipping!) Because I have a sicario style
And on the street my vocabulary
The kitten throws me fascinates
And at the same time it gets half a guilla
He realizes otherwise
Because he saw that I have the ability
That a young man requires, without using an intermediary
(Lady a chance...)

(Hector 'Child')

Dale, quarentone, with your snoring cut
Sounds the bells that already Wisin'ta on the canvas
Playful, as in bed I get cornered
That one is twenty, but she looks like Chona
Malandrona, with that well-mocking cut
Bring me the pretty one, Wisin dances with the monkey
Guapetona, and if your cat boxes you
Take off your shackle, tell him you're shrinking.
Take off your shackle, tell him you're shrinking.
Take off your shackle, tell him you're shrinking.
Take off your shackle, tell him you're shrinking.
(Heyyyyy ...)

(Wisin)

'W', the survivor!
Papai Yankee!
Yandel!
(Você sabe como nós fazemos, cara!)
(Estamos prontos!)
And the cat, Ranks!
"Mas Flow 2"!

(Hector 'Child')

Hector, the bambino!
(Hector, the bambino!)
Wisin and Yandel!
(Tony TunTun!)
(Representing!)
(A joint for the story!)
(In "Mas Flow 2"!)
(Do you understand?)
(On more no other disc!)
Jajajajaja!
Luny!
The only thing you need to unite!
It's Bush and bin-Laden!
Papai Yankee