Текст и перевод песни Daddy Yankee - Segurosqui - Re-Mix

Segurosqui - Re-Mix

Perreo...
Beats...(3)
Daddy Yankee yo..., oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah,
Yankee nos fuimos hasta abajo,
Que, seguroski cabroski que todas las gatas se agarren los meloski
Hasta abajo que muevan ese culoski
Que esta noche nos fuimos al garetoski
Metele, no pare, boom, pal baile, boom,
Hasta abajo dale metanle suave
Es pa las gatas finas y las strippers,
Las que andan con su man y no se limipel
Pa las independiente y las que conviven,
Pa las casadas que no se me olviden
Las solteras, las que janguean,
Las que van pa las discotecas con sus amigas revueltas
Uhh... no se callen mujeres peguen un grito mas duro que el grito de lade
(ah...) tu eres la cangri mas dulzona como honey
Si eres petite que pajo muevelo shorty
Si tu supieras que las corta para mi es un hobby
Pero tu pai tiro a matar contigo mami
Esto lo bailan los hoteles abajo en el lobby
Aqui yo vendo mal a mi igual que ricky robi
Pa que pelear a ultima hora si a aqui todos somos buddy
Buscando gata mas dura que un peinefori
Donde estan los perroski
Ella es la cangri declaro no la cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la lotto pues con un millon
Con ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilon
Esa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yucon
Ella es la cangri declaro no la cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la lotto pues con un millon
Con ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilon
Esa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yucon
Que, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangri
Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangri,
Yankee nos fuimos hasta abajo
Que... seguroski cabroski te dije que en la disco soy el mas perroski
Hasta abajo que muevan ese culoski
Que esta noche nos fuimos al garetoski
Metele, no pare, boom, pal baile, boom,
Hasta abajo dale metanle suave
Si si si, ven aca, ven a bailar,
Down for the money man que esta pasando man
Ni tu ni nadie la monta como el gran Yankee man
Oh ah, oh ah, no te pongas potron a lo joski que mi corillo anda suelto yo...
Con los fuloski, ma tu quieres que yo sea un perroski
Para yo darle lenguoski a ese bolloski
Oh ah, oh ah, oh, ella es la cangri declaro no la cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la lotto pues como un millon
Con ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilon
Esa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yucon
Ella es la cangri declaro no la cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la lotto pues como un millon
Con ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilon
Esa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yucon
Que, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangri
Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangri
DJ Blast, los jonrrones
Seguroski cabroski
Donde estan los perroskis
(dogs barking)
...(pausa musical)(intro)...
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo(you, you, cangri)
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea\\' por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
(Daddy Yankee, yo!)
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
(El cangri!)
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea\\' por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
Que, que!
Dale Don, suave na\\'
Tas abusa\\'
Verdad que nadie como yo
(No hay!)
Janguiando como tu y yo
(No hay!)
Campiando como tu y yo
(No hay!)
Siempre
Mi gata es afueguembel
Si tu la vieras como viaja en su BMW
Gastando pacas de cienes
Con su socia se entretiene
Y jala el celu pa\\' llamar a su nene
Nos ven hablando juntos y le da la perse
Buscando un pal\\' de locos
Que quieran lamberse
Mi gata de vez en cuando
Suele crecerse
Tiene una Smith & Wesson
Pa\\' defenderse
Que pajo?
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
(Don, Don, Don...)
Porque sabe que la velo
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
(Tu sabes!)
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
(Don!)
Los ________________________ correr motoras
En una Hayabusa
Como a cien por hora
Le da el viento a su blusa
Y se le marcan las pistolas
Mi rubia de ojos verdes
Es una cangri de cora
Yankee, si hay problemas
Mi gatita no se azora
Cambia los peines
Sin ninguna demora
Dejale saber a estos locos
Que ella no anda sola
Que tiene una Smith & Wesson
Pa\\' que no jodan
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
La mia es loca con los burnouts en el Banshee!
La mia me tiene loco con la ropa de Versace!
La mia es fanatica del wheelie Hayabusa!
La mia con las del caserio abusa!
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
Pegala,
Mi gata gangster, sin miedo
La que conmigo es afuego
Loca con el rebuleo
Y campea por lo de ella
Porque sabe que la velo
Da-Da-Daddy Yankee, yo!
(Don, Don!)
(Don, Don!)
Se que Da\\', se que Da\\'!
Daddy Yankee, yo!
(Don Omar!)
Los Homerunners de Yankee!
Ja...
Dile, Don!
(Ya no hay mas na\\' que decir!)
Eliel!
(Homerun!)

Seguroski - Re-Mix

Perreo...
Beats...(3)
Daddy Yankee yo..., oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah,
Yankee, we're going all the way down,
Yeah, seguroski cabroski, all the girls grab your booties
Get down low and move that booty
Tonight we're going to the garetoski
Put it in, don't stop, boom, for the dance, boom,
All the way down, give it to them smoothly
It's for the fine girls and the strippers,
The ones who are with their man and don't hold back
For the independent and the ones who live together,
For the married ones, don't let me forget
The single ones, the ones who hang out,
The ones who go to the clubs with their friends all messed up
Uhh... don't be quiet, ladies, scream louder than Lade's scream
(ah...) you're the sweetest cangri like honey
If you're petite, what's up, move it, shorty
If you only knew that cutting them off is a hobby for me
But your daddy's aiming to kill with you, mami
This is danced in the hotels down in the lobby
Here I sell myself badly, just like Ricky Robi
Why fight at the last minute if we're all buddies here
Looking for a girl tougher than a comb
Where are the perroskis
She's the cangri, I declare, I wouldn't trade her
It's like hitting the lotto, with a million
With her I go to the club and form a ruckus
That one back there has more trunk than a Yukon
She's the cangri, I declare, I wouldn't trade her
It's like hitting the lotto, with a million
With her I go to the club and form a ruckus
That one back there has more trunk than a Yukon
What, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the cangri
Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the cangri,
Yankee, we're going all the way down
What... seguroski cabroski, I told you I'm the biggest perroski in the club
Get down low and move that booty
Tonight we're going to the garetoski
Put it in, don't stop, boom, for the dance, boom,
All the way down, give it to them smoothly
Yes yes yes, come here, come dance,
Down for the money man, what's going on man
Neither you nor anyone rides her like the great Yankee man
Oh ah, oh ah, don't get cocky like Joski, my crew is on the loose yo...
With the fuloski, ma you want me to be a perroski
So I can give that bolloski some tongue
Oh ah, oh ah, oh, she's the cangri, I declare, I wouldn't trade her
It's like hitting the lotto, with a million
With her I go to the club and form a ruckus
That one back there has more trunk than a Yukon
She's the cangri, I declare, I wouldn't trade her
It's like hitting the lotto, with a million
With her I go to the club and form a ruckus
That one back there has more trunk than a Yukon
What, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the cangri
Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the cangri
DJ Blast, the home runs
Seguroski cabroski
Where are the perroskis
(dogs barking)
...(musical pause)(intro)...
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless(you, you, cangri)
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
(Daddy Yankee, yo!)
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
(El cangri!)
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
What, what!
Go ahead Don, nothing smooth
You're abusive
It's true that no one is like me
(There isn't!)
Hanging out like you and me
(There isn't!)
Camping like you and me
(There isn't!)
Always
My girl is on fire
If you could see how she travels in her BMW
Spending stacks of hundreds
She entertains herself with her partner
And she pulls out her cell phone to call her baby
They see us talking together and it gives her the perse
Looking for a couple of crazy guys
Who want to lick each other
My girl from time to time
Tends to get big
She has a Smith & Wesson
To defend herself
What's up?
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
(Don, Don, Don...)
Because she knows I watch over her
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
(You know!)
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
(Don!)
The ________________________ running motorbikes
On a Hayabusa
Like a hundred miles an hour
The wind hits her blouse
And her pistols are marked
My green-eyed blonde
She's a cangri at heart
Yankee, if there are problems
My kitty doesn't get scared
Change the combs
Without any delay
Let these crazy guys know
That she's not alone
She has a Smith & Wesson
So they don't mess around
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
Mine is crazy about burnouts on the Banshee!
Mine drives me crazy with her Versace clothes!
Mine is a fan of the Hayabusa wheelie!
Mine with the girls from the neighborhood abuses!
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
Hit it,
My gangster girl, fearless
The one who is on fire with me
Crazy with the commotion
And she fights for what's hers
Because she knows I watch over her
Da-Da-Daddy Yankee, yo!
(Don, Don!)
(Don, Don!)
I know Da\\', I know Da\\'!
Daddy Yankee, yo!
(Don Omar!)
Yankee's Homerunners!
Ha...
Tell him, Don!
(There's nothing more to say!)
Eliel!
(Homerun!)