A partir de hoy Aunque me duela olvidarte Para que nada quede de lo que juraste Le vendaré los ojos a mi corazón Del cuento que escribimos borraré el final Sé que voy dejarte a partir de hoy (A partir de hoy) No quiero que te mire y vuelva a enamorarse

(Dímelo, dímelo, dímelo) Dímelo, porque estás fuera de mi Y al mismo tiempo estás muy dentro Dímelo sin hablar y hazme sentir Todo lo que yo ya siento (Díme que si!) (Dímelo, dímelo, dímelo, díme)

Make it bounce Oh-oh-oh-oh Shake it, break it, make it bounce Go nuts, hands up, get crazy Bounce, make it, make it bounce Bounce, make it bounce Bounce, shake it, break it, make it bounce I don't wanna hurt ya but I'm about to work ya Watch your mouth

Cut you like a razor blade She won't cut you like a knife, like a knife That little look in her eyes'll You're blindfolded walking South down the whiskey tracks She's rolling north like a neon train Bolt of lightning in the night Speed of light, you

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

Smooth as the hickory wind That blows from Memphis Down to Apalachicola It's hi y'all did ya eat well Don't let this old goat cross With the southern voice Come on in I'm Sure glad to know ya It's cicadas making noise

Calor, sudor Bailando reggaeton Calor sudor Girl make it hot like the roof is on fire Girl the way you dance you are my one desire Girl I don't care if the whole place burn down Burn it up burn it up burn it up

Uno de Wisin & Yandel y otro de Daddy Yankee Que me traigan dos botellas, y par de mujeres bellas Mejor pongan reggaetón tón que la rumba está buena Que me pongan un perreo de Tony y de Calde (uh) Cómo tú te mueves eso a mí me tienta Yo me pongo atrás

We walk through war in the halls Of dead protocols We came so close, demands were met That's when the rug was ripped out from under our feet A vicious crime, cold betrayal and deceit. Then reality hits you like a stab in the back Like a slap in the face,

How bout it baby (Let me show you what's up, Show you backwoods crazy) Yeah you make me (wanna take you for a ride And then just maybe) We can sip on the wine Rock and Roll all night Get ya off deep in these Florida pines