Niña Rasta - Ganja

Y calle arriba, calle abajo

Sólo se ve pasar

Con muy buen paso al caminar

La chica del reggae

La niña de los dreadlocks

Vaya qué niña, qué cintura, qué mujer

Y dios le dio ese sabor

Santa belleza qué dolor de cabeza

Y dios le dio esa hermosura

Santo remedio pa' mis ratos de pasión son son son

Y cuando escucha el reggae

Ella mueve la cadera

Quiere bailar pero mira de que manera

Y tiene iman en su cuerpo

Ay cuidadito que me acerco, que me acerco

Y tiene fuego en la cintura

Santo remedio pa' mis ratos de pasión son son

Y calle arriba, calle abajo

Sólo se ve pasar

Con muy buen paso al caminar

La chica del reggae

La niña de los dreadlocks

Vaya qué niña, qué cintura, qué mujer

Y dios le dio ese sabor

Santa belleza qué dolor de cabeza

Y dios le dio esa hermosura

Santo remedio pa' mis ratos de pasión son son son

Y cuando escucha el reggae

Ella mueve la cadera

Quiere bailar pero mira de que manera

Y tiene iman en su cuerpo

Ay cuidadito que me acerco, que me acerco

Y tiene fuego en la cintura

Santo remedio pa' mis ratos de pasión son son

¿qué pasó?

Y muévelo para alla

Y arrimalo para aca

Porque con este raggamuffin tu te vas a liberar

Hablame con tu cuerpo

Dime lo que necesitas

Hazlo lento, lento, no llevamos prisa

Y muévelo para alla

Y arrimalo para aca

Porque con este raggamuffin tu te vas a liberar

Hablame con tu cuerpo

Dime lo que necesitas

Hazlo lento, lento, no llevamos prisa

And up the street, down the street

only seen passing

With a very good step when walking

the reggae girl

The girl with the dreadlocks

Wow what a girl, what a waist, what a woman

And god gave it that taste

Holy beauty what a headache

And God gave him that beauty

Holy remedy for my moments of passion are are are

And when he listens to reggae

she moves her hip

She wants to dance but she looks which way

And she has a magnet in her body

Oh, careful, I'm getting closer, I'm getting closer

And she has fire in the waist

Holy remedy for my moments of passion are are

And up the street, down the street

only seen passing

With a very good step when walking

the reggae girl

The girl with the dreadlocks

Wow what a girl, what a waist, what a woman

And god gave it that taste

Holy beauty what a headache

And God gave him that beauty

Holy remedy for my moments of passion are are are

And when he listens to reggae

she moves her hip

She wants to dance but look how

And she has a magnet in her body

Oh, careful, I'm getting closer, I'm getting closer

And she has fire in the waist

Holy remedy for my moments of passion are are

What happened?

And move it over there

And pull it over here

Because with this raggamuffin you are going to free yourself

talk to me with your body

tell me what you need

Do it slow, slow, we're in no rush

And move it over there

And pull it over here

Because with this raggamuffin you are going to free yourself

talk to me with your body

tell me what you need

Do it slow, slow, we're in no rush