Buyaka

Ma-ma-ma-ma-mamarre (hey)
Ey (ma-ma-mamarre, mamarre)
El Guaynabichy (ma-ma-ma-mamarre, mamarre)
El Guaynabichy (mamarre)
Ma-mamarre

Ay, how she hangs, I'd like to know if she flips
Solid, pulses water up like orcas
It looks like they give you corn from the middle of the cob
And that bun is sweet like sugar for Majorca

Now you're going to see, conceited, woman trunk
How to dance, how it should be done
Reggaeton is back because it had to come back
You're listening to Guaynaa with daddy Nel

Sit on the tip, mommy, of my Eiffel tower
I'm a pot, there's no Gucci or Chanel here
But the meat hammer, mommy, I'm going to grab it
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

Mamarre, mamarre
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
Mamarre, mamarre
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

You know what I want, don't come to play
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
You're with your friend, well, I'm with daddy Nel
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

Decide what you're going to do
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
In the cabin, inside a car or even in a motel
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

Buyaka (mamarre)
Buyaka (mamarre)
Chaka-chaka-chaka-chaka-chaka-chaka

Buyaka (mamarre)
Buyaka (mamarre)
Chaka-cha-chaka-cha-chaka-chaka

Stop the track, bring lemon, ginger, and honey
I'm going to drop the chorus to make it fall
A little bird told me you want a Cockatiel
And that you like them dirty like a mechanic's fingernail

Tell me, I want daddy Nel
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
If it's hungry, we have to feed it
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

I divorce Manuela and you divorce Manuel
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
If there are plans for kids, I'll castrate like Fidel
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

Tame me, I want to be your faithful little dog
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel
The track is tough, speak clearly or are you going to play?
To nail a couple of nails solid in that panel

I'm going to hit you with the carpenter's hammer
Until the tip of the steel bends
I feel that I love you and that I want you
Don't treat me like that, why do you call me a liar?

I'm going to hit you with the carpenter's hammer
Until the tip of the steel bends
I feel that I love you and that I want you
Don't treat me like that, why do you call me a liar?

El Guaynabichy
Ne-Ne-Nel Flow
Ey, OMB, DJ Nelson
El Guaynabichy
(Alejandro Armes)
Ey (buyaka)