Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RX , by - Don Omar. Song from the album Meet The Orphans, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Machete
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RX , by - Don Omar. Song from the album Meet The Orphans, in the genre ПопRX(original) |
| Ma', yo sé lo que tú quiere' |
| Un ritmo nasty de Fornaris |
| Que tiren Don y Kaponi |
| Dembow, ya empezó el party, tú quieres |
| Que se te note ese escote |
| Y que Syko no coma mierda y con la música se bote, tú quieres |
| Tu whiskycito con tónica |
| Y un poco de limón pa' que después te pongas biónica, quieres |
| Una pastilla 'e maravilla |
| Que prendan una varilla pa' coger órbita a la milla |
| Medícate, tengo lo que quieres |
| Por donde tú lo quieres |
| Y como tú lo quieres |
| Relájate, que eso no duele |
| Cierra los ojos, abre la boca, voy hacerle que vueles |
| Descontrólate, dóblate, no te deje' |
| Hálate el pelo, grita duro pa' que te despegue' |
| Revélate, la vida es una sola |
| Y uno se lleva lo que le bailó a la boa |
| Dale, vamo' arriba! |
| Suelta, ponte experimental |
| Si la pista esta full, pues trépate al billar |
| Trépate descalza, no seas come-mierda |
| Olvídese del blower que la voy a despeinar |
| Así que suéltese el pelo, baila, baila, tranquila |
| Pre-Préndete, nena, date un shot de tequila |
| Que la noche está buena hasta pa' retirarte de las bocinas |
| No seas manila. |
| Dale más duro que nos fuimos primera fila, dime |
| Tú quieres que yo me ponga romántico |
| Que te lleve a las nubes en un perreo galáctico |
| Quiere' un perreo intenso (Okay) |
| Con «El Terror», una noche de suspenso |
| Ma', yo sé lo que tú quieres |
| Un ritmo nasty de Fornaris |
| Que tiren Don y Kaponi |
| Dembow, ya empezó el party |
| Tú quieres… que se te note ese escote |
| Que Syko no coma mierda y con la música se bote, tú quieres |
| Tu whiskycito con tónica |
| Y un poco de limón pa' que después te pongas biónica, quieres |
| Una pastilla 'e maravilla |
| Que prendan una varilla pa' coger órbita a la milla |
| Medícate, tengo lo que quieres |
| Por donde tú lo quieres |
| Y como tú lo quieres |
| Relájate, que eso no duele |
| Cierra los ojos, abre la boca, voy hacerle que vueles |
| Descontrólate, dóblate, no te dejes |
| Hálate el pelo, grita duro pa' que te despegues |
| Revélate, la vida es una sola |
| Y uno se lleva lo que le bailó a la boa |
| La mano al piso y liso |
| Te dejamos al gato tuyo parkiao en el case hasta nuevo aviso |
| La hago repetir pa' atrás, no hay que ser mago pa' leerlo |
| Donde Kaponi parta no hay doctor pa' coserlo |
| Con la corta, no me frontee de paca y torta |
| Que yo si tengo el guille que nadie lo soporta |
| Un jefe millonario y un combete de la corta |
| Mami, no te trinque, lo duro es chamber de la corta |
| Tú quieres que Kaponi te pegue al muro |
| Que te lleve pa' lo oscuro, esa quiere con el duro |
| Quiere' perreo nocturno |
| Que le meta doble turno una barbie pa' Saturno |
| Más whisky |
| Ma', yo sé lo que tú quieres |
| Un ritmo nasty de Fornaris |
| Que tiren Don y Kaponi |
| Dembow, ya empezó el party |
| Tú quieres… que se te note ese escote |
| Que Syko no coma mierda y con la música se bote, tú quieres |
| Tu whiskycito con tónica |
| Y un poco de limón pa' que después te pongas biónica, quieres |
| Una pastilla 'e maravilla |
| Que prendan una varilla pa' coger órbita a la milla |
| Medícate, tengo lo que quieres |
| Por donde tú lo quieres |
| Y como tú lo quieres |
| Relájate, que eso no duele |
| Cierra los ojos, abre la boca, voy hacerle que vueles |
| Descontrólate, dóblate, no te dejes |
| Hálate el pelo, grita duro pa' que te despegues |
| Revélate, la vida es una sola |
| Y uno se lleva lo que le bailó a la boa |
| (translation) |
| Ma', I know what you want' |
| A nasty beat from Fornaris |
| Let Don and Kaponi shoot |
| Dembow, the party has already started, you want |
| Let that neckline be noticed |
| And that Syko does not eat shit and with the music she throws herself away, you want |
| Your little whiskey with tonic |
| And a little lemon so that later you can become bionic, do you want |
| A wonder pill |
| Let them turn on a rod to take orbit a mile away |
| Get medicated, I have what you want |
| where you want it |
| and how you want it |
| Relax, that doesn't hurt |
| Close your eyes, open your mouth, I'm going to make you fly |
| Get out of control, bend over, don't leave you' |
| Pull your hair, scream hard so that you take off' |
| Reveal yourself, life is one |
| And one takes what he danced to the boa |
| Come on, let's go up! |
| Let go, get experimental |
| If the track is full, then climb into the billiards |
| Climb barefoot, don't be a shit-eater |
| Forget about the blower, I'm going to mess up your hair |
| So let your hair down, dance, dance, chill |
| Pre-turn on, baby, take a shot of tequila |
| That the night is good even to retire from the speakers |
| Don't be Manila. |
| Give it harder than we went front row, tell me |
| You want me to get romantic |
| That takes you to the clouds in a galactic perreo |
| He wants an intense perreo (Okay) |
| With “El Terror”, a night of suspense |
| Ma', I know what you want |
| A nasty beat from Fornaris |
| Let Don and Kaponi shoot |
| Dembow, the party has already started |
| You want… that cleavage to be noticed |
| That Syko does not eat shit and with the music she throws herself away, you want |
| Your little whiskey with tonic |
| And a little lemon so that later you can become bionic, do you want |
| A wonder pill |
| Let them turn on a rod to take orbit a mile away |
| Get medicated, I have what you want |
| where you want it |
| and how you want it |
| Relax, that doesn't hurt |
| Close your eyes, open your mouth, I'm going to make you fly |
| Get out of control, bend over, don't leave |
| Pull your hair, scream hard so that you take off |
| Reveal yourself, life is one |
| And one takes what he danced to the boa |
| The hand to the floor and smooth |
| We leave your cat parkiao in the case until further notice |
| I make it repeat backwards, you don't have to be a magician to read it |
| Where Kaponi leaves there is no doctor to sew it |
| With the short one, I did not confront myself with paca and cake |
| That I do have the guille that nobody supports it |
| A millionaire boss and a short haircut |
| Mommy, don't grab yourself, the hard part is the short chamber |
| You want Kaponi to stick you to the wall |
| That she take you to the dark, that she wants with the hard |
| He wants 'night perreo |
| Put a barbie for Saturn in a double shift |
| more whiskey |
| Ma', I know what you want |
| A nasty beat from Fornaris |
| Let Don and Kaponi shoot |
| Dembow, the party has already started |
| You want… that cleavage to be noticed |
| That Syko does not eat shit and with the music she throws herself away, you want |
| Your little whiskey with tonic |
| And a little lemon so that later you can become bionic, do you want |
| A wonder pill |
| Let them turn on a rod to take orbit a mile away |
| Get medicated, I have what you want |
| where you want it |
| and how you want it |
| Relax, that doesn't hurt |
| Close your eyes, open your mouth, I'm going to make you fly |
| Get out of control, bend over, don't leave |
| Pull your hair, scream hard so that you take off |
| Reveal yourself, life is one |
| And one takes what he danced to the boa |
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