por mi reggae muero 2020 by yandel & anuel aa lyrics in english

A woman asks me why I sing reggae
Because I’m a rapper and I don’t like her
She has me thinking and I don’t know what to do
I’m going step step by step, I ask again
Why does she my reggae not want to dance?
He answers me: ‘Because they speak vulgar’
Without fucking ‘you have me’, there are more women
With my reggae I die
I don’t want stop dancing, with him I die
I don’t want to stop dancing, let’s go ‘perreo
Hey-yeah
With my reggae died
I don’t want to stop dancing, with it I die
I want the corillo to shout at me: ‘Bellaqueo!’
I don’t want to stop dancing, let’s go to the perreo
Hey-yeah
You bastard, don’t you see me ‘? I am the king of reggaeton
Daddy Yankee, Don Omar and Calderón
But in 2020, another living legend
Of the genre I am the most bastard
To put it in like a conga

He spends at the disco smoking in the bonga
He gets drunk and pays everything for the round
Get him down, get him down, get him down, I’m pretty pretty
Because I don’t care about your boyfriend
And if you don’t like perreo, I won’t tell you
Perreo pa ‘la’ nena ‘and pa’ la ‘teacher
I made it I beat the bleachers down
The big buttock and natural
I see you without a bra and it marks the ‘Areola’
Come on, dog, cut me off like Crayola
Oh devil bastard
Krippy, kush I have
And when I want to perco I always shoot Ñengo
Over there They say revenge is’ bad
Hear This Music, did you hear, baby? Brr
With my reggae I die
I don’t want to stop dancing, with him I die
I want the corillo to shout at me: ‘Bellaqueo!’
I don’t want to stop dancing, I’m going to perreo
Hey-yeah
With my reggae I die
I don’t want to stop dancing, with him I die
I want the corillo to shout at me: ‘Bellaqueo! ‘
I don’t want to stop dancing, let’s go to the perreo
Hey-yeah
I want to do a tra competition now in 2020
Tell me, Blass
Tra, tra, tra, tra

Hear This Music, did you hear, baby? Brr
With my reggae I die
I don’t want to stop dancing, with him I die
I want the corillo to shout at me: ‘Bellaqueo!’
I don’t want to stop dancing, I’m going to perreo
Hey-yeah
With my reggae I die
I don’t want to stop dancing, with him I die
I want the corillo to shout at me: ‘Bellaqueo! ‘
I don’t want to stop dancing, let’s go to the perreo
Hey-yeah
Stand up, stand up, Yandel
I want to do a tra competition now in 2020
Tell me, Blass
Tra, tra, tra, tra

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