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Not Too Much (feat. Zion)

Don Omar

Not Too Much (part. Zion)

Ella empezó despacio, ganándome terreno
Y yo que no necesito mucho pa' calentarme (Zion)
Se jugó con el pelo, se mordió los labios
Y yo que no necesito mucho pa' calentarme

Me miró, la miré
Se tocó, me toqué
Y no perdí tiempo en acercarme
Y le dije
Que cuando me miró, la miré
Que cuando se tocó, me toqué
Y por eso es que he venido a hablarle

Me hace ese baile masoquista
Haciéndose la nena conmigo cuando yo sé que ha corrido pista
Toda guillada de lista
Con una faldita cortita y una camisa chiquita

Guille de exorcista
Puedes sacar de mí to' lo malo como una pildorita
Solita se excita
(Eh)

Y va bailando, dando vueltas, haciendo suya to'a la pista
En las piernas, lleva fuego, hace que el suelo se derrita
Mándala que coge vuelo y eso sí que no se quita
Y por si no lo dije ahorita, buenas noches, señorita

Y va bailando, dando vueltas, haciendo suya to'a la pista
En las piernas, lleva fuego, hace que el suelo se derrita
Mándala que coge vuelo y eso sí que no se quita
Y por si no lo dije ahorita, buenas noches, señorita

Me miró, la miré
Se tocó, me toqué
Y no perdí tiempo en acercarme
Y le dije
Que cuando me miró, la miré
Que cuando se tocó, me toqué
Y por eso es que he venido a hablarle

Arranca y vámonos, que el momento lo amerita
No quiero aguajes, disimula, date prisa
No hay quien lo impida
Vas a ser mía

Es candente (candente)
Cómo te dejas quemar en fuego

Ella empezó despacio, ganándome terreno
Y yo que no necesito mucho pa' calentarme (Zion)
Se jugó con el pelo, se mordió los labios
Y yo que no necesito mucho pa' calentarme

Me miró, la miré
Se tocó, me toqué
Y no perdí tiempo en acercarme
Y le dije
Que cuando me miró, la miré
Que cuando se tocó, me toqué
Y por eso es que he venido a hablarle

En definitivo hemos sido para todos ustedes
Zion, baby
Las dos mejores voces del género
Somos los que somos
Zion, baby
Don
Esto es king of kings
La escuela de la música

Not Too Much (feat. Zion)

She started slowly, gaining ground on me
And I, who don't need much to get hot (Zion)
She played with her hair, bit her lips
And I, who don't need much to get hot

She looked at me, I looked at her
She touched herself, I touched myself
And I didn't waste time getting closer
And I told her
That when she looked at me, I looked at her
That when she touched herself, I touched myself
And that's why I've come to talk to her

She does that masochistic dance
Acting like a little girl with me when I know she's been around
All smartened up
With a short skirt and a tiny shirt

Exorcist Guille
You can take out all the bad from me like a little pill
She gets excited on her own
(Eh)

And she's dancing, spinning around, taking over the whole dance floor
In her legs, she carries fire, making the floor melt
Send her flying and that's something that won't go away
And in case I didn't say it now, good night, miss

And she's dancing, spinning around, taking over the whole dance floor
In her legs, she carries fire, making the floor melt
Send her flying and that's something that won't go away
And in case I didn't say it now, good night, miss

She looked at me, I looked at her
She touched herself, I touched myself
And I didn't waste time getting closer
And I told her
That when she looked at me, I looked at her
That when she touched herself, I touched myself
And that's why I've come to talk to her

Start and let's go, the moment calls for it
I don't want any setbacks, pretend, hurry up
No one can stop it
You're going to be mine

It's hot (hot)
How you let yourself burn in fire

She started slowly, gaining ground on me
And I, who don't need much to get hot (Zion)
She played with her hair, bit her lips
And I, who don't need much to get hot

She looked at me, I looked at her
She touched herself, I touched myself
And I didn't waste time getting closer
And I told her
That when she looked at me, I looked at her
That when she touched herself, I touched myself
And that's why I've come to talk to her

In conclusion, we have been for all of you
Zion, baby
The two best voices in the genre
We are who we are
Zion, baby
Don
This is king of kings
The school of music

Escrita por: Don Omar / Zion / Eliel Lind / Josias De La Cruz