Who’s this? Daddy Yankee!
Ad up mambo
so my babes turn on the engines
Ad up
mambo so my babes turn on the engines
Ad up
mambo so my babes turn on the engines
Be them
ready to catch what’s coming, Hard!
Honey I now you’re
not gonna go away from me
What I like
is that you like to be taken away (hard!)
Every weekend she
goes out to have fun (hard!)
My babe doesn’t stop from
hanging out because
She likes
gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
How she adores
gasoline! (give me more gasoline)
She turns on the turbines
She makes no distinctions
She misses no fancy party
She dresses up even to walk to
the next street
She looks so good
that even her shadow fits her
She’s a killer, she governs me
Hangs out in cars,
motorbikes and limousines
Fills up her tank with adrenaline
When she listens the
reggaeton in the speaker
She likes
gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
How she adores gasoline!
I! Here i’m one of the best
Take it easy
On the dance floor they
call us "the killers"
You make anyone fall in love
When you dance to the rhythm of drums
This goes for the babes of all colors
For the older, for the younger
For those who are
"more foxes" (quicker) than the hunters
For women who don’t turn
off their engines
You and i we have something pending
You owe me something and you know it
With me she gets lost
She gives accounts to no one
Ad up
mambo so my babes turn on the engines
Ad up
mambo so my babes turn on the engines
Ad up
mambo so my babes turn on the engines
Be them
ready to catch what’s coming, Hard!
Honey I now
you’re not gonna go away from me
What I like is
that you like to be taken away (hard!)
Every weekend she
goes out to have fun (hard!)
My babe doesn’t stop from
hanging out because
She likes
gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
How she adores
gasoline! (give me more gasoline)