Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Llevo Tras de Ti, artist - Daddy Yankee.
Date of issue: 04.11.2012
Song language: Spanish
Llevo Tras de Ti(original) |
Llevo detrás de ti hace meses, |
En busca de una contestación, |
Dime si ya no me quieres, |
Porque si no con otra me voy, |
A la calle jangeo, sateo, gateo un bacilón |
Es lo que yo ando buscando |
Jangeo, sateo, gateo un bacilón |
En donde todos estén bailando |
Un sentimiento bien, bien atrás trás se quedo |
Eso de esperar porque en el pasado se quedo |
A tu amiga la llame para janguear y no se quedo |
Adivina que siempre tengo ropa nueva |
Todo los fines de semana |
Ahora salgo por las noches pero llego en la mañana |
Como no le debo a nadie, hago lo que me de la gana |
Con mi combo voy tirando la casa por la ventana |
Oiste woo |
Pensaste que eras impensable |
Oiste woo |
Tengo una vida envidiable |
Oiste woo |
Aquí no busques culpable |
Piensa bien lo que hable, llego el inevitable |
Si-si-si-si |
Se se dijera que te trato mal, son otros 20 |
Por eso es que tú abusas, porque he sido diferente |
Eres inteligente, trataste de enamorarme |
Pero esas actitudes lo que han hecho es alejarme |
Tirarme a un lugar en donde la luz enfoca |
Donde el alcohol es bueno de los besos en la boca |
Donde mi piel se arropa, de nenas que me quiere |
Para hacer en la cama cositas que tu no quieres |
Daddy Yankee you! |
Plan B! |
Jangeo, sateo, gateo un bacilón |
Es lo que yo ando buscando |
Jangeo, sateo, gateo un bacilón |
En donde todos estén bailando |
Es que veo en ti el coqueteo uooooh! |
Muchas chamitas ma' y no de trasteos |
Yo sé que pasa en el aguajeo |
Yo no tituveo, voy voy pal' jangeo |
Te voy, bye bye, me espera el combo |
Siento que voy a beber hasta el fondo |
Yo no me porto mal pero ella es diferente |
Hecho que olvida lo que diga la gente |
Tengo rima, panchi, oranijinati |
Mis bolsillos están de Show, me llaman el Ticket master |
Silla, cuando, como si nada te importa |
Se que te dolera que otra se gaste la trota |
Si me quiere pégate, si no quiere aléjate |
Pero de la silla me paro, sus labios le robare |
Ya esta listo el maquinón, voy directo al bacilón |
Me espera la gata, el combo, con mucho bate al digimon |
Jangeo, sateo, gateo un bacilón |
Es lo que yo ando buscando |
Jangeo, sateo, gateo y bacilón |
Donde todos estén bailando |
(translation) |
I've been after you for months, |
Looking for an answer, |
Tell me if you don't love me anymore |
Because if not with another I'll go, |
To the street I jangeo, I sate, I crawl a bacilon |
It is what I am looking for |
I jangeo, I sate, I crawl a bacilon |
where everyone is dancing |
A feeling well, well behind left behind |
That of waiting because in the past it stayed |
I called your friend to hang out and she didn't stay |
Guess I always have new clothes |
all weekends |
Now I go out at night but I arrive in the morning |
Since I don't owe anyone, I do what I want |
With my combo I'm throwing the house out the window |
did you hear woo |
you thought you were unthinkable |
did you hear woo |
I have an enviable life |
did you hear woo |
Don't look guilty here |
Think carefully what you say, the inevitable arrived |
Yes Yes Yes Yes |
If it were said that I treated you badly, it's another 20 |
That's why you abuse, because I've been different |
You're smart, you tried to make me fall in love |
But what those attitudes have done is drive me away |
Throw me to a place where the light focuses |
Where alcohol is good from kisses on the mouth |
Where my skin is wrapped, of girls who love me |
To do little things in bed that you don't want |
Daddy Yankee you! |
Plan B! |
I jangeo, I sate, I crawl a bacilon |
It is what I am looking for |
I jangeo, I sate, I crawl a bacilon |
where everyone is dancing |
It's just that I see flirting in you uooooh! |
Many chamitas ma' and no fret |
I know what happens in the aguajeo |
I don't hesitate, I'm going to pal' jangeo |
I'm leaving, bye bye, the combo is waiting for me |
I feel like I'm going to drink to the bottom |
I don't misbehave but she is different |
Made you forget what people say |
I have rhyme, panchi, oranijinati |
My pockets are on Show, they call me the Ticket Master |
Chair, when, as if nothing matters to you |
I know it hurts you that another spends the trota |
If she wants me, hit me, if she doesn't want to, stay away |
But I stand up from the chair, I will steal her lips |
The machine is ready, I'm going straight to the bacilón |
The cat is waiting for me, the combo, with a lot of bat to the digimon |
I jangeo, I sate, I crawl a bacilon |
It is what I am looking for |
Jangeo, sateo, crawl and bacilón |
where everyone is dancing |