Daddy Yankee "Segurosqui (Remix)" lyrics

Segurosqui (Remix)

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Daddy Yankee yo..., oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah,Yankee nos fuimos hasta abajo,Que, seguroski cabroski que todas las gatas se agarren los meloskiHasta abajo que muevan ese culoskiQue esta noche nos fuimos al garetoskiMetele, no pare, boom, pal baile, boom,Hasta abajo dale metanle suaveEs pa las gatas finas y las strippers,Las que andan con su man y no se limipelPa las independiente y las que conviven,Pa las casadas que no se me olvidenLas solteras, las que janguean,Las que van pa las discotecas con sus amigas revueltasUhh... no se callen mujeres peguen un grito mas duro que el grito de lade(ah...) tu eres la cangri mas dulzona como honeySi eres petite que pajo muevelo shortySi tu supieras que las corta para mi es un hobbyPero tu pai tiro a matar contigo mamiEsto lo bailan los hoteles abajo en el lobbyAqui yo vendo mal a mi igual que ricky robiPa que pelear a ultima hora si a aqui todos somos buddyBuscando gata mas dura que un peineforiDonde estan los perroskiElla es la cangri declaro no la cambio yoEs como pegarse a la lotto pues con un millonCon ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilonEsa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yuconElla es la cangri declaro no la cambio yoEs como pegarse a la lotto pues con un millonCon ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilonEsa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yuconQue, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangriOh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangri,Yankee nos fuimos hasta abajoQue... seguroski cabroski te dije que en la disco soy el mas perroskiHasta abajo que muevan ese culoskiQue esta noche nos fuimos al garetoskiMetele, no pare, boom, pal baile, boom,Hasta abajo dale metanle suaveSi si si, ven aca, ven a bailar,Down for the money man que esta pasando manNi tu ni nadie la monta como el gran Yankee manOh ah, oh ah, no te pongas potron a lo joski que mi corillo anda suelto yo...Con los fuloski, ma tu quieres que yo sea un perroskiPara yo darle lenguoski a ese bolloskiOh ah, oh ah, oh, ella es la cangri declaro no la cambio yoEs como pegarse a la lotto pues como un millonCon ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilonEsa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yuconElla es la cangri declaro no la cambio yoEs como pegarse a la lotto pues como un millonCon ella me voy pa la disco y formo un basilonEsa alla atras tiene mas caja que una yuconQue, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangriOh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ella es la cangriDJ Blast, los jonrronesSeguroski cabroskiDonde estan los perroskis(dogs barking)...(pausa musical)(intro)...

egala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedo(you, you, cangri)La que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea' por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la velo(Daddy Yankee, yo!)Pegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedo(El cangri!)La que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea' por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la velo

Que, que!Dale Don, suave na'Tas abusa'Verdad que nadie como yo(No hay!)Janguiando como tu y yo(No hay!)Campiando como tu y yo(No hay!)SiempreMi gata es afueguembel

Si tu la vieras como viaja en su BMWGastando pacas de cienesCon su socia se entretieneY jala el celu pa' llamar a su neneNos ven hablando juntos y le da la perseBuscando un pal' de locosQue quieran lamberseMi gata de vez en cuandoSuele crecerseTiene una Smith & WessonPa' defenderseQue pajo?

Pegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedoLa que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ella(Don, Don, Don...)Porque sabe que la veloPegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedo(Tu sabes!)La que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la velo(Don!)

Los ________________________ correr motorasEn una HayabusaComo a cien por horaLe da el viento a su blusaY se le marcan las pistolasMi rubia de ojos verdesEs una cangri de coraYankee, si hay problemasMi gatita no se azoraCambia los peinesSin ninguna demoraDejale saber a estos locosQue ella no anda solaQue tiene una Smith & WessonPa' que no jodanPegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedoLa que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la veloPegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedoLa que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la velo

La mia es loca con los burnouts en el Banshee!

La mia me tiene loco con la ropa de Versace!

La mia es fanatica del wheelie Hayabusa!

La mia con las del caserio abusa!

Pegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedoLa que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la veloPegala,Mi gata gangster, sin miedoLa que conmigo es afuegoLoca con el rebuleoY campea por lo de ellaPorque sabe que la velo

Da-Da-Daddy Yankee, yo!(Don, Don!)(Don, Don!)Se que Da', se que Da'!Daddy Yankee, yo!(Don Omar!)Los Homerunners de Yankee!Ja...Dile, Don!(Ya no hay mas na' que decir!)Eliel!(Homerun!)

Sure-squi

Daddy Yankee yo..., oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah,Yankee we went to the bottom,What, sure-ski, fuck-ski that all the chicks* grab their melons-ski,To the bottom move that ass-skiTo night we went crazy-skiHit it, don't stop, boom, to the dance, boom,To the bottom, go on, hit it soft,Is for the fine chicks* and the strippers,The ones that hang out with their man and don't limit themselves,For the independents and the ones that live together,For the married ones, don't let me forget themThe single ones, the ones that go out,The ones that go to the club with their crazy friendsUhh...don't shut up ladies hit a scream stronger than the scream of Lares**(ah...)you're the beast, sweetest like honeyIf you're petite what up move it shortyIf you knew that the short ones for me are a hobbyBut your dad shoot to kill with you babyThis we dance it in the hotels down in the lobbyHere I sold more sorry same as Ricky, Robi***Why fight if in the end we are all buddiesLooking for a chick harder than a .40 magsWhere are the dog-skis?She is the beast, I say, I won't change herIs like hitting the Lotto with a millionWith her I'll go to the club and form a nice timeThat one in her back has more box than a YukonShe is the beast, I declare, I won't change herIs like hitting the Lotto with a millionWith her I'll go to the club and form a nice timeThat one in her back has more box than a YukonWhat, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the beastOh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the beastYankee we got to the bottomWhat...sure-ski fuck-ski I told you that in the club I'm the most dog-skiTo the bottom let them move that ass-skiThat this night we went crazy-skiHit it, don't stop, boom, to the dance, boom,To the bottom, go on, hit it soft,Yes, yes, yes come here let's dance,Down for the money man what's going on manNor you nor nobody mount it like the great Yankee manOh ah, oh ah, don't front that my crew is looseWith the guns-ski, baby you want me to be a dog-skiSo I can give tongue-ski to that hairball-skiOh ah, oh ah, oh, she is the beast, I declare, I won't change herIs like hitting the Lotto with a millionWith her I'll go to the club and form a nice timeThat one in her back has more box than a YukonWhat, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the beastOh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, she's the beastDj Blast, the home runs,Sure-ski, fuck-skiWhere are the dogs-ski(dogs barking)

Hit her,My gangster chick, without fear (yo, yo, beast)That one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch herHit her,My gangster chick, without fearThe one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch her

What, what!Go for it Don, soft notyou're abusedThere's no one like me right?No there isn'tHanging out like you and meNo there isn'tHiding like you and meNo there isn'tForeverMy chick is awesome

If you see her how she travels with ther BMWSpending packs of hundredsWith her coworker she entertain herselfAnd gets her cellphone to call his boyShe gets nervous when she see us talkingLooking for a couple of craziesThat want to failMy chick* once in a whilegets pridefulShe has a Smith & Wessonto defend herselfWhat happen?

Hit her,My chick* gangster without fear (jo, jo, beast)That one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch herHit her,My chick* gangster without fearThat one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch her

The____ ride bikesIn a HayabusaLike a hundred per hourThe wind hits her blouseAnd her guns showingMy green-eyed blondeShe is a beast at heartYankee, if there are problemsMy chick* doesn't get intimidatedChange the magsWithout delayLet these crazies knowThat she doesn't walk aloneShe has a Smith & WessonSo don't fuck with herHit her,My chick* gangster without fearThat one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch her

Mine is crazy with the burnouts of the Banshee!

Mine drives me crazy with the Versace clothing!

Mine is fanatic of the wheelie of the Hayabusa!

Mine abuses the girls from the projects****

Hit her,My chick* gangster without fearThat one that with me she's coolCrazy with the crazinessShe hides what's her'sbecause she knows that I watch her

Da-Da-Daddy Yankee, yo!(Don, Don!)(Don, Don!)SIGUIDIDA SIGUIDIDA!Daddy Yankee, yo!(Don Omar!)The Homerunners of Yankee!Ja...Tell them Don!(There is no more to say!)Eliel(Homerun!)