Zum Zum (feat. Arcangel y RKM y Ken-Y)
Daddy Yankee
Zum Zum (feat. Arcangel and RKM and Ken-Y)
Pina Records
Attention
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
We're ready
RKM and Ken-Y
Ha, are you ready?
Go!
Let yourself be carried away by the adrenaline
And the rhythm of this song (Ken-Y)
Hands to the ground, buttocks up
Feel the sensation
Zum zum zum zum (go, go)
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum (yeah!)
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
(Attention)
While she sticks to you, give her more
Grab her waist hard from behind
Up and down, she gives it
Asks for contact (like Yaviah)
If she wants it fast or slow
Don't drop the dembow
Let her release her hips
Like when she danced at Flow
If you don't take her out, she won't dance alone
She loses control
Ramp-pam, rapa-pa-pa
When the DJ plays this song for her
If you feel like this rhythm burns you (burns you)
That it makes your system lose control (system)
To give it to the floor without shame and
Zum zum zum zum zum
Hey baby if
If you feel like this rhythm burns you (burns you)
That it makes your system lose control (system)
To give it to the floor without shame and
Zum zum zum zum zum
Dance it
Zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum (you know)
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum (Daddy Yankee)
Mischievous, you know
That no one has your zum zum (no)
That dance, how delicious it tastes
Automatic, squeeze the full (buzz)
Burst like a glopeta
That I know makes you restless
Ask-Ask me to submit you
The zum zum zum
Move like a fin
You give the track, and I have the goal
She's a comet, the complete combo
With the zum zum zum
I'm not going to give you a chance
Until you get tired
Hey, baby girl, you're out of phase
Let the dembow sound so I can move
With the rampam-pam, ram-oy-oy-oy
Don't stop, move
Give it pump, give it pump, give pump
And repeat, move
Give it pump, give it pump, give pump
(Attention)
Zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum (oh)
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum (Arcangel)
Put those buttocks on the floor
And let the sweat
Make your straight hair curly
Stick to the wall
So you feel the mechanism
Move those buttocks like an earthquake
And it says zum zum zum earthquake
Keep moving everything I turn on is your motorcycle
You know you drive me crazy when that booty I hit
And I almost touch your little boyfriend with lemon
Take it easy, this doesn't end
If you stick to my body you'll feel the adrenaline
Every horn sounds good
Because I have more seasoning than your grandma in the kitchen
If you feel like this rhythm burns you (burns you)
That it makes your system lose control (system)
To give it to the floor without shame and
Zum zum zum zum zum
Hey baby if
If you feel like this rhythm burns you (burns you)
That it makes your system lose control (system)
To give it to the floor without shame and
Zum zum zum zum zum
Dance it
Zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum (go, go)
Zum zum zum zum
Zum zum zum zum zum zum zum zum
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor
Everybody to the dance floor