Daddy Yankee Feat. Lloyd Banks Rompe (Remix) (Dirty) Lyrics

Nananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)
Nanananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)

Bienvenidos Al Remix
Cartel Records

Nananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)

Se unieron las fuerzas mas grandes de la industria

We ready
Sal del medio OK

Daddy Yankee esta Ready
Lloyd Banks esta Ready
Young Buck esta Ready
Yeah-Yeah etstamos Ready
G-unit esta Ready
Cartel estamos Ready

C'mon
This is tha Remix

Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Bien guilla'o!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Ese cuerpo ella lo!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Bien guilla'o!) (Are you ready?)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Break it down!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (The way she moves ya know!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Break it down!)

[Lloyd Banks]
G-Unit!
I'm on the crowd like when the dees roll up
So the money in my jeans fall up
Hold up
Don't get yo eyes swoll up
Whole black and blue on the bottom
I love tha beef
smackin' you ain't a problem
I got family in Bronxsay
And family in the City
new yitty
The home of 'Big L'
and Biggie, uh
I'm so pretty
Pinky ring about fitty
Doing Fifty in the lac
With D-Y on the track

My boo no se limita a la hora de romper su pum-pum
Con curvas m᳠calientes que el sur
Right thru, ens鱡me si tienes la actitud, mami
Daddy, go!
Daddy, go!
Daddy, go-go!

[Young Buck]
G-Unit!
All my Puerto-Rican people holla Vamonos!!
My getto report card
I made the honor roll (yeah)
It's getting hot in herre
Shorty taking off her clothes
Shake what yo mama gave ya
Make me holla Whoa!
We got the whole club outta control (c'mon)
And Daddy Yankee got me smokin that Boricua dro
I got my G-Unit boots on
So you can get stomp
Or you can quit playin and c'mon and get crunk!
Yeah!

Dale, go!
Dale, go!
Dale, go-go!

[Daddy Yankee]
Pegate para 'ca mujer
Mira lo que tu tienes que hacer
Mira la mataa Que me tiene
Rompe que rompe esas nalgas eh
Esto se va hasta el amanecer
Claro que si que estamos bien
En la mano te pongo un negocio que te combiene
Ma' de buena Fe

[Repeat 2x's]
If you give me that (go)
I'll give you some of dis (go)

Como dicen los Boricua'
Te voy a dar guayaque-que

De Puerto Rico a Los Angeles
De New York a Dirty South
Este guerrero Latino a representao
Muero de pie antes de vivir arrodillao
Y tueres feca
Mas feka que Chinatown
Ando con el G-Unit
Que es la unidad gorilla
Combinacion perfecta de los real Killa
Las matematicas son facil
No seas bruto Papi
Cuatro menos tres es igual a Cangri
What?!

Nananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)
Nananana... (Hey!)
Who, Who is this?
Nanananana... (Hey!)
Who, Who, Who's dis
You know who's this
Daddy...
You know
Yankee
Oh Oh Oh
En Directo(G G G)
Oh Oh
Daddy Yankee, yo
G-Unit
Lloyd Banks
Young Buck