Piropo
(No-No-Noriel)
(Súbelo un poquito ahí, ahora)
Ah-ah
Está más dura que un puño de un loco
Cuando la vi pasar, me dejó loco
Tuve que tirar par de piropo'
Y es que, por poco, me quedó tieso (¿cómo?)
Y le pregunté que a dónde va con todo eso, porque
Tanta curva' y yo sin freno' (baby)
Baby, disculpa lo obsceno (habla claro)
Y si quizás tiene dueño
Pa' mí, sabe más rico cuando es ajeno (ah, ah)
Se te ve en la cara que te gusta el bellaqueo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Seas de barrio o fina, baby, te encanta el perreo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Es más, en el do' pa' uno, no pide' relevo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
No eres ninguna santa, por lo que veo
(Papi, eso sí que no te lo niego)
Si cocina como camina, voy a terminar obeso
Y por eso, le voy a dar como Yomo; con to' el peso
¿Cuánto vale el peaje de ese expreso?
Que te la voy a comer como si ayer hubiera salido de preso
Y se nota que no te agota'
Contigo, yo voy a bajar el queso, porque está' ricota
Ese pantaloncito se te brota
Tú le mete' al perreo, rebota, rebota, rebota
Mueve el cu-l-o
Que voy a ponerte en cuatro pa' agarrarte el pe-l-o
Grabarte pa' HBO
Olvídate de tu novio, que eso es un pende-j-o
Mueve el cu-l-o
Que voy a ponerte en cuatro pa' agarrarte el pe-l-o
Grabarte pa' HBO
Olvídate de tu novio, que eso es un pende-j-o
(Mami, habla claro, to' eso es tuyo)
Se te ve en la cara que te gusta el bellaqueo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Seas de barrio o fina, baby, te encanta el perreo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Es más, en el do' pa' uno, no pide' relevo (habla claro)
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
No ere' ninguna santa, por lo que veo
(Papi, eso sí que no te lo niego)
(Oye) no-no-no, no quiero excusa', baby, tú abusa'
Las cosas como son, y por ti, no voy a coger lucha
Fan', tiene muchas, el piquete, la musa
Tú tiene' el booty grande, pero baby, ¿tú lo usa'?
Cuando te coja, te voy a dar pa' llevar
Me tiene en cara que sin ropa te ves mejor
Tú dices que la vida te ha tratado mal
Pues ponte en cuatro, baby, que te voy a tratar peor
Tanta curva' y yo sin freno'
Baby, disculpa lo obsceno (mala mía)
Y si quizás tiene dueño
Pa' mí, sabe más rico cuando es ajeno
Se te ve en la cara que te gusta el bellaqueo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Seas de barrio o fina, baby, te encanta el perreo
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
Es más, en el do' pa' uno, no pide' relevo (habla claro)
(A mí me gusta, yo no te lo niego)
No eres ninguna santa, por lo que veo
(Papi, eso sí que no te lo niego)
(Papi, eso sí que no-no, eso sí)
(Pa-papi eso sí que no te lo niego)
(Papi, eso sí que no-no, eso sí que)
(Papi-papi-papi-papi)
No-No-Noriel
Oye, baby
Tú no lo niega', pero
Es porque es obvio
(Santana)
Papi, eso sí que no-no (el nene de oro)
Papi, eso sí que no te lo niego (oye)
Papi, eso sí que no-no (se ve cabrón ahí, Santi)
Eso sí que (hijo de puta)
(Voy a soltarlo, así que se joda) tú le mete' al perreo
Pe-pe-pe-pe-, tú le mete' al pe- (dímelo, Ganda)
Tú le mete' al perreo, pe-pe- (eso sí que no te lo niego)
(Voy a dejar el trap descansar un ratito y)
(Vamo' a ponerno' pa'l perreo)
Compliment
(No-No-Noriel)
(Raise it up a bit there, now)
Ah-ah
She's harder than a madman's fist
When I saw her pass by, she left me crazy
I had to throw a couple of compliments
And almost got stiff (how?)
And I asked her where she's going with all that, because
So many curves and I have no brakes (baby)
Baby, sorry for the obscenity (speak clearly)
And if maybe she has an owner
For me, it tastes better when it's someone else's (ah, ah)
It shows on your face that you like to flirt
(I like it, I won't deny it)
Whether you're from the hood or classy, baby, you love to dance
(I like it, I won't deny it)
In fact, in the two for one, you don't ask for a break
(I like it, I won't deny it)
You're no saint, from what I see
(Daddy, that I won't deny)
If she cooks like she walks, I'm going to end up obese
And that's why I'm going to give it to her like Yomo; with all the weight
How much is the toll for that expressway?
I'm going to eat you up as if you had just been released from prison
And it's clear that you don't get tired
With you, I'm going to lower the cheese, because it's ricotta
Those shorts are bursting on you
You get into the dance, bounce, bounce, bounce
Move your a-s-s
I'm going to put you on all fours to grab your h-a-i-r
Record you for HBO
Forget about your boyfriend, he's an idiot
Move your a-s-s
I'm going to put you on all fours to grab your h-a-i-r
Record you for HBO
Forget about your boyfriend, he's an idiot
(Mami, speak clearly, all that is yours)
It shows on your face that you like to flirt
(I like it, I won't deny it)
Whether you're from the hood or classy, baby, you love to dance
(I like it, I won't deny it)
In fact, in the two for one, you don't ask for a break (speak clearly)
(I like it, I won't deny it)
You're no saint, from what I see
(Daddy, that I won't deny it)
(Hey) no-no-no, I don't want excuses, baby, you abuse
Things as they are, and I'm not going to fight for you
Fan', has many, the gathering, the muse
You have a big booty, but baby, do you use it?
When I catch you, I'm going to give it to you to take away
You tell me that you look better without clothes
You say that life has treated you badly
Well, get on all fours, baby, I'm going to treat you worse
So many curves and I have no brakes
Baby, sorry for the obscenity (my bad)
And if maybe she has an owner
For me, it tastes better when it's someone else's
It shows on your face that you like to flirt
(I like it, I won't deny it)
Whether you're from the hood or classy, baby, you love to dance
(I like it, I won't deny it)
In fact, in the two for one, you don't ask for a break (speak clearly)
(I like it, I won't deny it)
You're no saint, from what I see
(Daddy, that I won't deny it)
(Daddy, that I won't-no, that's right)
(Daddy, I won't deny it to you)
(Daddy, that I won't-no, that's right)
(Daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy)
No-No-Noriel
Hey, baby
You don't deny it, but
It's because it's obvious
(Santana)
Daddy, that I won't-no (the golden boy)
Daddy, I won't deny it to you (hey)
Daddy, that I won't-no (it looks tough there, Santi)
That I won't (son of a b-tch)
(I'm going to let it go, so f-ck it) you get into the dance
Pe-pe-pe-pe-, you get into the d-a-n-c-e (tell me, Ganda)
You get into the dance, pe-pe- (I won't deny it to you)
(I'm going to let the trap rest for a while and)
(Let's get ready for the dance)
Escrita por: Noriel / Elena Rose / Frank Santofimio / Ganda / Sharon Ramírez López