Paroles et traduction Daddy Yankee - Sabor a Melao (Salsa Mix)

Sabor a Melao (Salsa Mix)

(Sabor pa toa las mujeres
Que con mi salsa se mueven)

Barrio Fino, Dad-Dy Yan-kee
Este caballo va suelto sin erradura
Marcando duro la clave el son de la rumba
Dormio bien en el pie la cuna
Abrele paso a lo real que tu ma tengo la cura
Dale prieta afinca y aprieta
Pa'que tu sientas el pique de esta pimienta
Pa' las blanquitas con flavor de vainilla
Mueve esa evilla que las tengo en la mirilla
Tu no eres Sammy chula no lo bailes sosa
Mueve tu cuerpo pa'que tu veas como gozas

Pasando el rolo por mucho kilometraje
Es envidio mi tigeraje
Dale de'lao, tu tienes el swing con el sabor a melao
Este tigere ahorra que si va acelerao, pegao
Bailalo con migo en la esquina enfinqao

Mueve mami,
Dale de'lao, tu tienes el swing con el sabor a melao
Este tigere ahorra que si va acelerao, pegao
Bailalo con migo en la esquina enfinqao

Dile Andy,
Muevete mulata pero mueve la sintura
Muevete bien suave ponte sabrosura
Mueve tus caderas, muevela hasta bajo
Que en la discoteca con tigo me'nfajo
Que bailen mi furia, Marta y Carolina
Pongalen sabor, porque voy pa'ensima
Andy con el Yankee gozando un monton
Mezclando la Salsa con el Reggaeton
Pero dale de'lao,
Dale pero mira pero dale de'lao, de'lao, de'lao

Que mi libreta es una hoya
Que concina la sandunga que le gusta a toa mis pollas
Pa' la negritas chocolatosas
Pa' las gatas piel canela y la rubia trabuscona
Que le dan duro al sandungeo,
Pues saben que en tarima y en el mic yo guapeo
Camino sin miedo, aunque vengo mas dura can
Soy hombre duro, estaca de guayacan
Es que a la vista uno se encuentra muchos cuentista
Que pa'el chismeo son tremendos pestamista
Necio' por eso es que choqua con el tropieso
Pues te haces sordo al buen proverbio
Ni tu muchas relationes, ni toa' tus connectiones
Van a pagar mis vendiciones
Si mi Dios endulca todo lo que tu me sala
Mi pana tu no tienes esta pista vacana

Pasando el rolo por mucho kilometraje
Es envidio mi tigeraje
Dale de'lao, tu tienes el swing con el sabor a melao
Este tigere ahorra que si va acelerao, pegao
Bailalo con migo en la esquina enfinqao

Mueve mami,
Dale de'lao, tu tienes el swing con el sabor a melao
Este tigere ahorra que si va acelerao, pegao
Bailalo con migo en la esquina enfinqao

Que? Estamos rumbiando
Con el nene trascallero
Andy Montañez, Cangri, DJ Nelson, Barrio Fino
Dad-dy Yan-kee

(Mueve esa evilla que las tengo en la mirilla, {Que?})
Pues si me tienes en la mirrilla ven y haceme cosquillas
(Mueve esa evilla que las tengo en la mirilla, {Que?})
Pues si me tienes en la mirrilla ven y haceme cosquillas
(Dale de'lao)
(Dale pero mira pero dale de'lao)
Dale pero mira pero dale de'lao, de'lao, de'lao

Sabor a Melao (Salsa Mix)

(Flavor for all the ladies
Who move with my salsa)

Barrio Fino, Dad-Dy Yan-kee
This horse runs free, without a horseshoe
Hitting hard the clave, the sound of the rumba
The cradle slept well at the foot of the bed
Make way for the real, your girl, I have the cure
Come on, baby, tighten and squeeze
So you can feel the sting of this pepper
For the white girls with vanilla flavor
Move that waist, I have them in my sights
You're not Sammy, honey, don't dance it bland
Move your body so you can see how you enjoy

Rolling the dice over many miles
My tiger style is envied
Give it from the side, you have the swing with the molasses flavor
This tiger saves, but if it goes, it goes fast and close
Dance it with me in the corner, enraged

Move, baby,
Give it from the side, you have the swing with the molasses flavor
This tiger saves, but if it goes, it goes fast and close
Dance it with me in the corner, enraged

Tell Andy,
Move, mulatta, but move your waist
Move real smooth, put on some flavor
Move your hips, move them down low
That in the disco, with you I get tangled up
Let my fury, Marta and Carolina dance
Put some flavor on it, because I'm going up
Andy with the Yankee enjoying a lot
Mixing Salsa with Reggaeton
But give it from the side,
Give it but look, but give it from the side, from the side, from the side

That my notebook is a pot
That cooks the rhythm that all my chicks like
For the chocolatey black girls
For the cinnamon-skinned cats and the mischievous blonde
Who give it hard to the sandungeo,
Well, they know that on stage and on the mic I show off
I walk without fear, even though I come harder than
I'm a tough man, a guayacan stake
It's that at first glance one finds many storytellers
That for gossip they are tremendous lenders
Fools, that's why they crash with the stumble
Well, you become deaf to the good proverb
Neither your many relationships, nor all your connections
Will pay for my blessings
If my God sweetens everything you salt me
My friend, you don't have this cool track

Rolling the dice over many miles
My tiger style is envied
Give it from the side, you have the swing with the molasses flavor
This tiger saves, but if it goes, it goes fast and close
Dance it with me in the corner, enraged

Move, baby,
Give it from the side, you have the swing with the molasses flavor
This tiger saves, but if it goes, it goes fast and close
Dance it with me in the corner, enraged

What? We're partying
With the transcending kid
Andy Montañez, Cangri, DJ Nelson, Barrio Fino
Dad-dy Yan-kee

(Move that waist, I have them in my sights, {What?})
Well, if you have me in your sights, come and tickle me
(Move that waist, I have them in my sights, {What?})
Well, if you have me in your sights, come and tickle me
(Give it from the side)
(Give it but look, but give it from the side)
Give it but look, but give it from the side, from the side, from the side