Que la Enamoren - Daddy Yankee

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy Yankee

Con el ritmo para todas las ladies

Los Homerun-es

Daddy Yankee, bdice así, para usted (¿¡Qué!?)

Gyal, gyal, gyal, que quiere

Ella se quiere ver muy elegante y que la enamoren

Gyal, gyal, gyal, tú diles

Que dificil a mí me pueden detener, con Yankee no pueden

Con yankee no pueden, con yankee no pueden

Con yankee no pueden, no pueden, no pueden, no

Dedicado a las mujeres

Todas ellas, que quieren romance

Ella quiere que la mimen

Quieren que la cuiden, y que no la maltraten

No quiere que la utilicen

Quiere que la abracen, la atiendan y la llamen

Ella quiere que la soben

Que la acaricien, oye bien

Todo lo mío, doy amor a la girl

Porque a todas ellas las voy a complacer

Pongase a la moda y olor a Cartier

Entra Los Homerun-es con El Cartel

Los demas son como muñecos de papel

Facil de adquirir, facil de romper

Pero Yankee-man le canta a la mujer

Vale más que el oro, plata y bronce, well

Gyal, gyal, gyal, que quiere

Ella se quiere ver muy elegante y que la enamoren

Gyal, gyal, gyal, tú diles

Que dificil a mí me pueden detener, con Yankee no pueden

Eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

So, dedicado a las mujeres

Todas ellas, pues yo le llevo flores

Si te gusta a ti la moda, te gusta la ropa

Pues te llevo de shopping

Si te gusta a ti lo caro, quieres un buen carro

También te compro un Rolex

Ella me pide de eso

Pero quiere que la amen (¿¡Qué-Qué!?)

No te canses, gyales no paren

Música Yankee no va a fallecer

Estilo siempre permanente

Los demas no se pueden establecer

Porque elegancia le doy a la mujer

Vestida de gala, luce elegante

Recuerda, Los Homerun-es pa' usted

Junto a Daddy Yankee, conbinación a la vez (¿¡Qué!?)

Gyal, gyal, gyal, que quiere

Ella se quiere ver muy elegante y que la enamoren

Gyal, gyal, gyal, tú diles

Que dificil a mí me pueden detener, con Yankee no pueden

Eh-ah, eh-ah

Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah

Los Homerun-es

Daddy Yankee, yo

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy Yankee

With the rhythm for all the ladies

The Homeruns

Daddy Yankee, bsays like this, for you (What!?)

Gyal, gyal, gyal, what do you want?

She wants to look very elegant and fall in love

Gyal, gyal, gyal, you tell 'em

How difficult they can stop me, with Yankee they can't

With yankee they can't, with yankee they can't

With yankee they can't, they can't, they can't, no

dedicated to women

All of them, who want romance

She wants to be pampered

They want to take care of her, and not mistreat her

She doesn't want to be used

She wants to be hugged, cared for and called

She wants them to know her

Let them caress her, she hears well

All mine, I give love to the girl

Because I'm going to please all of them

Put on the fashion and smell of Cartier

Enter Los Homerun-es with El Cartel

The others are like paper dolls

Easy to acquire, easy to break

But Yankee-man sings to the woman

It's worth more than gold, silver and bronze, well

Gyal, gyal, gyal, what she want

She wants to look very elegant and fall in love

Gyal, gyal, gyal, you tell 'em

How difficult they can stop me, with Yankee they can't

Eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah, eh-ah (Tracata), eh-ah (Tracata)

So, dedicated to women

All of them, well I bring her flowers

If you like fashion, you like clothes

Well, I'll take you shopping

If you like expensive things, you want a good car

I also buy you a Rolex

She asks me about it

But she wants them to love her (Wha-What!?)

Don't get tired, gyales don't stop

Yankee music is not going to die

Always permanent style

The others cannot be set

Because I give elegance to women

Dressed up, she looks elegant

Remember, Los Homerun-is for you

Together with Daddy Yankee, combination at the same time (What!?)

Gyal, gyal, gyal, what she want

She wants to look very elegant and fall in love

Gyal, gyal, gyal, you tell 'em

How difficult they can stop me, with Yankee they can't

Hey-ah, hey-ah

Hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah

The Homeruns

Daddy Yankee, me