Dare you, you will
Leave out of the closet, you
Escape, take off the polish
Stop covering yourself up because no one is going to photograph you
Levá Get ready, get hyper sweat as if you were a wiper
That you are street, Street Fighter
Change that serious face
That intellectual, encyclopedia face
I'm going to inject you with the bacteria
So that you turn like a carnival machine
Intellectual lady, I know you have
The abdominal area that is going to explode
As a patron saint's day, it is going to explode
As a Palestinian
I know You like Latin pop rock
But reggaeton gets into your intestines
Under your skirt like a submarine
And it brings out the Taino Indian thing in you
You know, in a tailcoat, mom
In the name of Agüeybana
There is nothing else, [unverified] that I am going to lie to you
I know that I I also want to consume your parsley
And you came to the Amazon like Brazil
You came to kill her like 'Kill Bill'
You came to drink beer on tap
You know that you have a refill with me
Go ahead, you will, you will
Get out of the closet, you
Escape, what Put on your polish
Stop covering up because no one is going to photograph you
Get up, get hyper
Get ready, put sparks in the choke
br/>Cast yourself on fire like a lighter
Wipe off the sweat as if you were a wiper
You are street fighter, 'Street Fighter'
Hello, leave the show< br/>Pull up your mini-skirt
Up to your back
Pull it on, leave the show, higher up
Now we're going to dance all over the place jarda
Look, baby, do you want a sipi?
It doesn't matter if you're a rapper or a hippie
If you're from Bayamón or Guaynabo City
You won't be with me put picky
This is all the way down, take the Tricky
This is easy, I'm a mamey
ÃÂWhat does it matter if you like Green Day?
What does it matter if you like Coldplay?
This is direct, non-stop, one way
I swear to you that by law
Here all the Puerto Ricans know karate
They cook with tomato sauce
They moisten the rice with a little avocado
To harvest 14-carat buttocks
Dare, you, you,
Jump out of the closet, escape, take off the polish
Stop covering yourself because no one is going to photograph you
Get up, get hyper
Prepare Stop, put sparks in the choke street fighter, 'Street Fighter' no one is going to photograph you
Get up, get hyper
Get ready, put sparks in the choke
Get set on fire like a lighter
Wipe off the sweat as if you were a wiper
That you are street fighter, 'Street Fighter'

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