Форсаж 3 - Tokyo Drift (2006) - Pharrell Ft Daddy Yankee - Mamacita | Текст песни

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• Форсаж 3 - Tokyo Drift (2006)
• Pharrell Ft Daddy Yankee - Mamacita

Woah Woah Woah
Woah Woah Woah

Break It Down, Break It Down, Break It Down
Woah Woah Woah
She Want Some Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton
Woah Woah Woah Woah

Mamacita, Oh My God I Think Your On Fire
Do You Want Me To Get You Water
You Make Me Want To Be Your Baby Father
Cause The Dance You Do Is Getting Hotter
I Better Cuff You Before The Boys Follow
Whatchu Think...
I Think You Wanna... I Think You Wanna...

She Wanna Break It Down, Break It Down, Break It Down, Break It Down
Woah Woah Woah
She Want Some Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton
Woah Woah Woah Woah

I Been Long Overdue
For Something Overdone
You Been On The Touch, Well I Can Make You Overcome
I Know He Telling You What He Can Make You And
I Know He Telling You Where He Can Take You
By The Way Ma, Hey Is That Your Hair
If It Aint It Took Two Days In The Hairshop Chair
Im Just Jokin'...
I Make Ya Smile Right...

Come Here, I Mean Excuse Me Baby
You Dancin Fastin Ma This Aint Meringe
But Your Butt In Search Of Your Volentes
It's Plump Im Bein Honest, Cause Its Just Nice
You Lookin Different Sayin To Yourself
This No Right, Sure You Cute
But You Know Your Almost Missed This Flight
When My Chain Keep Linkin' Like Christmas Lights
Get It Right...

Yzzerdd

Mamacita, Oh My God I Think Your On Fire
Do You Want Me To Get You Water
You Make Me Want To Be Your Baby Father Wooah
Cause The Dance You Do Is Getting Hotter Woooah
I Better Cuff You Before The Boys Follow Wooah
Whatchu Think...
I Think You Wanna... I Think You Wanna...

She Wanna Break It Down, Break It Down, Break It Down, Break It Down
Woah Woah Woah
She Want Some Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton, Reggaeton
Woah Woah Woah Woah...

Yo Watsup Ma

You may not know Spanish , But you know Daddy Yankee
Sin uso de esteroides
Y tiendas aqui en Miami
Latin hustler!
Somos los duenos de los biscochos y los suplimos a costo
You know mamacita tu si ere dinamita
Y me la explota si te pones bien perrita
Ten cuidao ! el perro ta ajitao !
Sacudelo cause your body is son fuego
La vida real en mi corazon la llevo ma'
Keep it going son los matones
Con los pies en la tierra y la mente en millones
Yankee Y Pharrell dandote la rumba buena
Con my sabor que la comida de abuela

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Pharrell]
(Hey girl!)

Let's go finish at mi casa
Trust me, it'd be proper
I got muchos negros on my lache with the choppers
If they suspect us, someone trespasa
All you hear is BRRRAT and then scream, Cucaracha!
Trust me, P is no pimp
See I got heavy pockets, so I walk with a limp
One night with he, and I'll make ya scream
You'll wake up, (wake up) like it's a dream
Call downstairs, tell em to make us P.J.s
Right after that, dry cycle our P.J.S
Right after that, book us a P.J
What you mean, how? When you got money, it's easy
This ain't dookie, ma, I'm not Green Day
Wake up, you're about to miss your damn dream day
Now everybody just sing what the screen say
It goes

[Hook/Outro]