Todos Quieren a Raymond

The expressions uttered by Mr. Raymond Ayala
Are not necessarily the opinion of reggaeton, damn
I love you too
I'll give you the same affection you give me, okay?

Forward, my name is not Raymond, my name is Ramón
If you don't know me well, don't be so flattering
You have a loose mouth, rubber tongue
You didn't grow up with me there in Las Lomas

Not in Villa Kennedy, so avoid the friction
You may know who I am, but you don't know me (you don't know me)
At my level, I can't find a frank friend, because
Everyone sees me as a bank

I get up and there's always a new mess
An envious person who's watching what I do
What happened, my buddy?
What's up? Do you have to be screwed to be humble?

Yankee, you forgot about the poor
You're wrong, I forgot about the insecure
Man, man, progressing is not a sin
If what I have, I've earned it

This wasn't given to me, but still you criticize me
For everything I've fought for in my life
If I'm quiet, I'm a shit eater
If I start to have fun, then I think I'm a mess

On the way, I've learned
That even if I do things right
They're still going to talk shit

Everyone loves Raymond
Everyone loves Raymond
I love you too!
Everyone loves Raymond, he's your special friend

Everyone loves Raymond
Everyone loves Raymond
I love you too!
Everyone loves Raymond, he's your special friend

(It's the same affection, we can't talk)

Raise your hands if you don't have problems
Raise your hands if you've never sinned (come on!)
Raise your hands if you hate money
Hypocrites with their hands up, yeah!

Raise your hands if you don't have problems
Raise your hands if you've never sinned (come on!)
Raise your hands if you hate money (money)
Hypocrites with their hands up, yeah!

Being a public figure, I'm exposed to criticism
From good people, humble people
Stupid people, gossipy people, moronic people
Parasites who like to harm others

People who give you constructive criticism
Bad people who don't deserve to live
Dirty people, people who are always on it
People who simply don't like me

Forgive me, you know, if you don't like me
With my ass up to make you like me more
Throw me in the middle of the radio, I don't care
They like to play the role of a snitch

Yes, yes, a snitch is what you are
Don't disguise it, no, a snitch is what you are!
Who spreads information in the media and on the radio
Is capable of snitching on anyone in the neighborhood

Use logic, but since we sponsor the insectarium here
Let's all go mess with the family
Let's cause more divorces
And create psychological trauma for the children

I'm proud, yes, sir
Why? Puerto Rico does it better!
I congratulate the media
To the piranhas who manipulate information

They're damn sensationalists
Causing artists to turn against each other
That's why I teach my children
Not to believe in newspapers or magazines

All that sensationalist garbage
Not even the shit that many idiots say in their interviews
I won't be the artist you want me to be
I'll be the artist I want to be

No one controls me, I'm not a slave to fame
That dirt has hurt me, and it sucks me dry
I've been like this since I was a child, since I had a hairless lollipop
Now that I'm Yankee, they give me more affection, because

Everyone loves Raymond
Everyone loves Raymond
I love you too!
Everyone loves Raymond, he's your special friend

Everyone loves Raymond
Everyone loves Raymond
I love you too!
Everyone loves Raymond, he's your special friend

Daddy Yankee loves the people who criticize him and don't yell at him
Thank you, for telling the truth
Of course I love those who criticize me
Remember that

What you say about me, doesn't bother me
Believe me, I'm out there, enjoying the millions
(Hey, where's Italy?)
Tell me what the hell I can do, if there are bad people
(Nah, they're pigs)
Just keep being me, Ramón Ayala
Everyone loves Raymond, he's your special friend

Thanks to all my fans
For supporting me in good times and bad
I owe you everything
Everything that Daddy Yankee represents
And thanks to the good press
Because not everyone is the same
Cartel!
Real