Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rompe, artist - Daddy Yankee. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rompe |
| Bienvenidos al remix, Cartel Records |
| Se unieron las fuerzas mas grandes de la industria |
| We ready, sal del medio okay |
| Daddy Yankee esta ready |
| Lloyd Banks esta ready |
| Young Buck esta ready |
| Yeah yeah andamos ready |
| G-unit esta ready |
| Cartel estamos ready |
| C’mon, this is the remix |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, ese cuerpo yal, oh |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Are you ready |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, the way she move it ya lo |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Let’s go G-unit |
| I move the crowd like when the D’s roll up |
| So the money in my jeans fold up |
| Hold up, don’t get your eyes swolled up |
| All black and blue on the bottom |
| I love the beef, bitch smacking you ain’t a problem |
| I got family in bronx, (heh) and family in the city |
| New Yitty, the home of Big L and Biggie (uhh) |
| I’m so pretty, pinky ring about fitty |
| Doing fifty in a Lac, with D Y on the track |
| My boo no se limita a la hora de romper su boom-boom |
| Con curvas mas calientes que su ride-thru |
| Enseñame si tienes la actitud mami |
| Dale-go dale-go dale-go go G-unit |
| All my puertorican people holla vamonos |
| My ghetto report card, I made the honor roll (yeah) |
| Is getting hot in here, shorty taking off her clothes (her clothes) |
| Shake what ya momma gave ya, make me holla whoa (whoa) |
| We got the whole club outta control (c'mon) |
| And Daddy Yankee got me smoking that boricua (boricua blunt) |
| I got my G-unit boots on, so you can get stump (stump) |
| Or you can quit playing, and c’mon and get crunk’d (get crunk’d) yeah |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, ese cuerpo yal, oh |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Are you ready |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, the way she move it ya lo |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Let’s go G-unit |
| Pegate para aca mujer, mira lo que tu tienes que hacer |
| Mirala matar con la cara que me tiene, rompe que rompe ese nalga ehh |
| Esto se va hasta el amanecer, claro que si que estamos bien |
| En la mano te pongo un negocio que te conviene ma de buena fe |
| If you give me that, I’ll give you some of that stuff |
| If you give me that, I’ll give you some of that stuff |
| If you give me that, I’ll give you some of that stuff |
| Como dicen los boricua te voy a dar guayaque |
| De Puerto Rico a Los Angeles, the New York al Dirrty South |
| Este guerrero latino a representa’o |
| Muero de pie antes de vivir arrodillao |
| Y tu eres fake’ah, mas fake’ah que chinatown |
| Ando con el G-unit que es la unidad gorrila |
| Combinacion perfecta de los real killas |
| Las matematicas son facil, no seas bruto papi |
| 4 menos 3 es igual al Cangri what |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, ese cuerpo yal, oh |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, bien guilla’o |
| Are you ready |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, the way she move it ya lo |
| Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down |
| Let’s go G-unit |
| Who’s this, who who who’s this |
| You know who’s this, Da-ddy (you know) Yan-kee |
| Ohh ohh en directo |
| Ohh ohh Daddy Yankee yo G-unit |
| Lloyd Banks, Young Buck |