Lyrics of Anda Sola - Don Omar

Anda Sola (original)

«Bandoleros Reloaded»!
Segunda edicin!
Don, el presidente del gnero!
(Yo!) Memo!
Ella anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
Usted anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
Esta noche es de tequila, vamo’a arriba
Combete hagan fila que esa es bien viva
Esa guarda su saliva, es pa' ti ya prohibida
Como no amarra fuego de lo de ella tengo priva
Esa no es na' de juego, es tremenda atrevida
Y parece tener un gotero severo por la avera
Chuln sin tener dueo es tremenda venda
Una presta' que es de ella que corre en la ma
Yo que tuve ese sueo de pillarla un da
De hacer fresquerias, y hoy esta lucia
Ella anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
Usted anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
chale agua que se quema, le explot la rola
Parte esa cintura como «chamber» de pistola
Los nenes descontrola meneando la cola
Y aunque no tiene gato se arua ella sola
Esa no es na' de juego, es tremenda atrevida
Y parece tener un gotero severo por la avera
Chuln sin tener dueo es tremenda venda
Una presta' que es de ella que corre en la ma
Yo que tuve ese sueo de pillarla un da
De hacer fresquerias, y hoy esta lucia
Ella anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
Usted anda sola, sola
La bichifucker que boto la bola
Ooh, tanto dembow que me explot la chola
Y aqu baila como si fuera ola
Buenas noches, seora
Sola, sola!
La bichifucker que boto la bola!
Jajaja!
Esto es «Bandoleros Reloaded»!
Segunda edicin!
Don, el presidente del gnero!
Esto es Memo, papi!
(Yo!) Memo!
T sabes!
No trates de engaarnos, pa'!
We run this shit!
T lo sabes!
Don!

(translation)

Bandits Reloaded!
Second edition!
Don, the president of the genre!
(Me!) Memo!
She walks alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
You walk alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
Tonight is tequila, let's go upstairs
Combete line up that's very alive
That one keeps her saliva from her, she is already forbidden for you
Since she doesn't tie fire to hers, I have deprived
That is not a game, she is tremendously daring
And she seems to have a severe drip from the breakdown
Chuln without having an owner is a tremendous sale
A lend' that is hers that runs in the ma
I who had that dream of catching her one day
To make fresquerias, and today this lucia
She walks alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
You walk alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
chale water that burns, the song exploded
Split that waist like a gun chamber
The kids get out of control wagging their tails
And although she doesn't have a cat, she plows herself
That is not a game, it is tremendously daring
And she seems to have a severe drip from the breakdown
Chuln without having an owner is a tremendous sale
A lend' that is hers that runs in the ma
I who had that dream of catching her one day
To make fresquerias, and today this lucia
She walks alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
You walk alone, alone
The bichifucker who dropped the ball
Ooh, so much dembow that my chola exploded
And here it dances as if it were a wave
good night, ma'am
Alone, alone!
The bichifucker who dropped the ball!
Ha ha ha!
This is «Bandits Reloaded»!
Second edition!
Don, the president of the genre!
This is Memo, daddy!
(Me!) Memo!
You know!
Don't try to fool us, pa'!
We run this shit!
You know it!
Don!