Millonarios - Daddy Yankee, Arcangel

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Luian

Sí

Estamos ahí en par de minutos

Bo-Boss

Arcangel, pa'

Alright

Rich nigga

Boss

DY!

DY!

Rich nigga

Uooooo!

No es el mismo precio cuando estamos en tarima

To' el mundo lo sabe que yo voy pa’encima

Zim-zimma!

Who got the keys to my Bimmer?

Acostumbra’o desde chamaquito a matar la liga (Alright!)

No te sofoque', no te me alborote'

Tengo un par de años metiendole al pote

Tengo un par de panas durmiendo en la nevera

Llego la hora, se acabo la espera

Yo no le aguanto a nadie su comentario

Porque ahora somos millonarios

Vengo del barrio, cria’o con sicarios

Y ahora somos millonarios

Yo no le aguanto a nadie su comentario

Porque ahora somos millonarios

Vengo del barrio, cria’o con sicarios

Y ahora somos millonarios

Si yo pudiera vender las experiencias a lo que costaron

Entonces todo el mundo fuera millonario

Soy millonario, sin tener estudio

¿Quieres hacer dinero?

arranca pa' mi estudio

Salgo con un combo de amistades para el party

Mercedes, Bentley, Ferrari, Bugatti

Son 3 punto 6 melones quemando carretera

Me queda un VIP, y sólo es pa' mis panas

Mera, vivo la vida que se supone

No me lo regalaron, fue que tuve los cojones (sí, sí)

La calle me hizo, soy el nuevo Al Capone

Por eso me la vivo cuando hablo de millones

Mucha experiencia, mucha inteligencia

DY, Arcá, las eminencias

Empece vendiendo El Diario, y es irónico

Que ahora soy la portada de los periódicos

Me hice solo con la malicia del barrio

¿Y qué?

Ahora somos millonarios

Perdona, bro, si te ofende el comentario

Ahora somos millonarios

Me hice solo con la malicia del barrio

¿Y qué?

Ahora somos millonarios

Perdona, bro, si te ofende el comentario

Ahora somos millonarios

Esto no fue regala’o, esto yo me lo he gana’o

Como atleta en la carrera, esto sí que lo he suda’o

Papa Dios me bendijo, me montó en su arca

Que mucho aprieta, poco abarca, ¡díselo Arca!

A mí me acompaña la gracia de Jesucristo

Ando siempre vivo, nunca muerto y listo

El dinero es el motivo, yo por él insisto

Pero si quieres lo mío me resisto

Le meto duro, a fuego

Cada mes, cada año más me pego

Mato cantantes como si fuera un juego

Si no sabes quien yo soy, cabrón, tú estás ciego

Vivir con las mujeres, se sienten bien

Tengo un par de Barbies aunque no sea un Ken

Clásico, the beast money king

Orinandome en la competencia once again

Yo no le aguanto a nadie su comentario

Porque ahora somos millonarios

Vengo del barrio cria’o con sicarios

Y ahora somos millonarios

Me hice solo con la malicia del barrio

¿Y qué?

Ahora somos millonarios

Perdona, bro, si te ofende el comentario

Ahora somos millonarios

Uoooo!

Alright

Arcangel, pa'

Yes

Austin «La Marash»

Musicólogo and Menes

DY (DY)

King Daddy Edition

(King-King-King-King Daddy)

Lu-Lu-Luian

Seguimos compartiendo el éxito con los que nos aman

Pero se lo restregamo' en la cara a los que nos odian

Have the helipad ready

Luian

Yes

We're there in a couple of minutes

Bo-Boss

Archangel, pa'

alright

Rich nigga

Boss

DY!

DY!

Rich nigga

woooo!

It is not the same price when we are on stage

Everyone knows that I'm going up

Zim-zimma!

Who got the keys to my Bimmer?

Used to kill the league since he was a kid (Alright!)

Don't suffocate you, don't upset me'

I have a couple of years putting the pot

I have a couple of panas sleeping in the fridge

The time has come, the wait is over

I can't stand anyone's comment

Because now we are millionaires

I come from the neighborhood, raised with assassins

And now we are millionaires

I can't stand anyone's comment

Because now we are millionaires

I come from the neighborhood, raised with assassins

And now we are millionaires

If I could sell the experiences at what they cost

Then everyone was a millionaire

I am a millionaire, without having a study

Do you want to make money?

starts for my studio

I go out with a combo of friends for the party

Mercedes, Bentley, Ferrari, Bugatti

It's 3 point 6 melons burning highway

I have one VIP left, and it's only for my friends

Mera, I live the life that's supposed to

They didn't give it to me, it was because I had the balls (yes, yes)

The street made me, I'm the new Al Capone

That's why I live it up when I talk about millions

A lot of experience, a lot of intelligence

DY, Arca, the eminences

I started selling El Diario, and it's ironic

That now I'm the front page of the newspapers

I made myself only with the malice of the neighborhood

And?

Now we are millionaires

Sorry, bro, if the comment offends you

Now we are millionaires

I made myself only with the malice of the neighborhood

And?

Now we are millionaires

Sorry, bro, if the comment offends you

Now we are millionaires

This was not a gift, I have earned this

As an athlete in the race, I have sweated this

Papa God blessed me, he put me on his ark

That a lot squeezes, little covers, tell him Arca!

The grace of Jesus Christ accompanies me

I'm always alive, never dead and ready

Money is the reason, I insist for it

But if you want mine I resist

I put it hard, on fire

Every month, every year I hit myself more

I kill singers like it's a game

If you don't know who I am, motherfucker, you're blind

Living with women, they feel good

I have a couple of Barbies even if I'm not a Ken

Classic, the beast money king

Peeing in the competition once again

I can't stand anyone's comment

Because now we are millionaires

I come from the neighborhood raised with assassins

And now we are millionaires

I made myself only with the malice of the neighborhood

And?

Now we are millionaires

Sorry, bro, if the comment offends you

Now we are millionaires

wow!

alright

Archangel, pa'

And it is

Austin "The Marash"

Musicologist and Menes

DY (DY)

King Daddy Edition

(King-King-King-King Daddy)

Lu-Lu-Luian

We continue to share success with those who love us

But we rub it in the face of those who hate us