Dinero no hay Pero donde sea la montamos, y la trapiamos Pero mala vida no nos damos (No) Dinero no hay (Hay hay) Traficamos toneladas y que tales En las plataformas digitales No se crean que solo somos locales La matamos en las internacionales Nosotro

Oh, pour me a slug of it Throw me a mug of it Bring me a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced Many a year I have worked in these parts Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts Though its location to many is known If you're to find it you have to be shown

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star And be as you are Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road Get this laying low off to a flying start Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun Man, I could use a

I'm on Easy, Easy Street......... Saturday night at the corner cafe, Had me some drinks and I'm feelin my way, Moon's on the rise and it looks like a night for romance......... Shufflin down past the local hotel, Doin the rounds like I'm under a spell,

Dale mamacita boom boom All up in the club like boom boom Dale, dale, muévelo Ay qué nota Muévelo, ella quiere ir de party Muévelo, ella quiere ir de fiesta Muévelo, ella está bien dura

Ay can’t stop getting paper Ay can’t stop rollin' papers Ay LSD and coca Ay live la vida loca Aye she gon' feed me grapes Ay we don’t go on dates Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the

¿Qué tu quieres, mamita? ¿Qué tu quieres? Ella lo baila pegao Que para eso tu no me coges a mi Que para eso no me cogiera a mi ¿Estar conmigo y que tu novio no se entere? Así se ponen de locas las mujeres Yo te lo dije, yo te lo advertí Yo te lo dije yo

Roll over Beethoven, roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news Roll over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues? Gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ It's a jumping little record I want my

Loco, with some locas (locas) I love me some locas (me encantan las locas) Loco, with some locas I like that she likes what I like Shake that butt, back it up I'm the only Cuban dead or alive More famous than Castro He's a rebel, I'm a rebel He's a

Que yo quiero hacerte mía dime que vas a hacer Oh yeh yo iré Buscándote, prepárate No esperaré, prepárate Tú me dices si te busco, o si nos escapamos Tenemos una noche loca lala la la, y rico la pasamos Te tiene mal esa rutina Yo quiero ser el hombre que