Текст и перевод песни Don Patricio - Sumba la Batata

Sumba la Batata

Eeepa. Sumba la batata mami
Ahora que quiere
Mmm.
Ella lo tiene y ahora que puede
Sabe lo que quiere
Pero no se quiere mojar.

Loca te gusta porque me gusta
Me gusta porque me achucha
Yo sé que hice cosas mal
Pero la culpa fue del cha-cha-cha
Mami escucha

Estoy llenando nuestra ducha
Pero de moneda e chocolate
Ella sabe que a mi eso no me importa
Si bate explicaciones en la ducha

Pongo ritmo de un paso paelante
Pongo ritmo de un paso patrás
Pongo ritmo de donde ir a acostarte
Pongo ritmo de irte a afeitar.

Empiezo el estribillo en la escalera
Le canto el estribillo en la escalera
Le bailo el estribillo en la alcimera
Todo pa arriba
Todo pa afuera

Cuanta papaya planté en este campo
Y cuantas gotitas yo me pasé
Pero ella quiere batata del huerto
Y allí se juntaba la que dice

Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumba la batata y batela
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumbalaba que está bueno ya
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumba la batata y batela
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumbalaba que está bueno ya

Ella lo tiene y ahora que puede
Ya no lo mueve
Porque el vene no está

Loca, cuidao no me lo rompas
Afronta que llego Donpa
No estoy bailando, toy dando la nota
Están haciendo circulos en el medio
A ver quien se lo bota

Casandra, Carlota, me vacila, me toca
Pastando chiche, haciendo pompa
Oferta dos por uno mami pillate a mi compa
Me dice donpa donpa
Y yo contento saltando mi comba
Aay me gana la choca
Ella salta to los charcos y se sube a mi roca

Bajamos tranquilitos pal sureto
Y hace meses no me tiro en mis galetas
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Cuentos tan bonitos
Cambiamos de planeta

Cuanta papaya planté en este campo
Y cuantas gotitas yo me pasé
Pero ella quiere batata del huerto
Y allí se cantaba la que dice

Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumba la batata y batela
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumbalaba que está bueno ya
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumba, sumbala, sumbala
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala
Sumbala, sumbala, sumbala.

Ella lo tiene
Y ahora que puede
Sabe lo que quiere
Pero no se quiere mojar

Ella lo tiene y ahora que puede
Ya no lo mueve
Porque el vene no está.

Sumba la Batata

Eeepa. Shake the sweet potato, babe
Now that she wants to
Mmm.
She's got it, and now that she can
She knows what she wants
But she doesn't want to commit.

Crazy girl, you like it because I like it
I like it because it excites me
I know I messed up
But it was the cha-cha-cha's fault
Baby, listen

I'm filling our shower
But with coins and chocolate
She knows I don't care about that
If she mixes explanations in the shower

I set a rhythm of one step forward
I set a rhythm of one step back
I set the rhythm of where to go to sleep
I set the rhythm of going to shave.

I start the chorus on the stairs
I sing the chorus on the stairs
I dance the chorus on the roof
Everything up
Everything out

How much papaya I planted in this field
And how many little drops I went through
But she wants sweet potato from the garden
And that's where the one who says

Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake the sweet potato and churn it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, it's already good
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake the sweet potato and churn it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, it's already good

She has it, and now that she can
She doesn't move it anymore
Because the Venezuelan is not here

Crazy girl, be careful not to break it
Face it, Donpa is here
I'm not dancing, I'm hitting the notes
They are making circles in the middle
Let's see who throws it away

Casandra, Carlota, she teases me, she touches me
Grazing chiche, making pomp
Two for one offer, mommy, get my buddy
She tells me Donpa Donpa
And I'm happy jumping my comba
Aay the choca gets me
She jumps all the puddles and climbs on my rock

We go down quietly to the south
And for months I haven't thrown myself on my galetas
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Such beautiful stories
We change planet

How much papaya I planted in this field
And how many little drops I went through
But she wants sweet potato from the garden
And there the one who says was singing

Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake the sweet potato and churn it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, it's already good
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it.

She has it
And now that she can
She knows what she wants
But she doesn't want to commit.

She has it, and now that she can
She doesn't move it anymore
Because the Venezuelan is not here.