Debate de 4 (feat. Anthony Santos, Raulín Rodriguez y Luis Vargas)

(Only a king could make this happen)

So nasty
To be a hero, to be a hero
Romantically
I love that stuff! I love it!

Go for it, Romeo!

I have come from far away
To a debate, to fight for you
I just want to be your owner
Oh, mommy, your Romeo is a poor wretch

Come tell me, please (come tell me, please)
Who will it be? (Who will it be?)
Am I your daddy?
Am I your king?

My doll
Decide now
Which one of us?
Who are you going with?

Sing it, Luis!
As you know

For being attentive and very sincere (there)
I will win this war
They call me the supreme king
Beautiful black woman, I want to remind you

That you have me
Crazy in love
Where there was fire
The temptation remains

Come, tell me now
Decide now
Which one of us?
Who are you going with?

I brought roses, my guitar, and the bottle
To get drunk and sing to you, brunette
A debate for you to choose your husband
There are four of us, but come with me

Well
Tell them, Raulín!

Spoiled little brunette
The chief has not come to lose
And since I am a real man
My rivals cannot defeat me

I don't want
The loneliness anymore
In this quartet
I am the one who loves you the most

Tell me, Nereida
Decide now
Which one of us?
Who are you going with?

I brought roses, my guitar, and the bottle
To get drunk and sing to you, brunette
A debate for you to choose your husband
There are four of us, but come with me

A bachata of titans
Feeling, mommy
You need this in your life
Oh, how envious!

How can a king fear soldiers?
Your mayimbe, mommy!
Your bachatu, your bachatu for you
Anthony Santos

But what do you think, my son?
Let's drink today!
That's something!
Let the mayimbe speak!

I'm not afraid of anyone
And in this battle, I will come out victorious
My heart is to blame
That, for you, I have a love sorrow

Your mayimbe is singing
Stop playing games
And don't stand me up

Beautiful and difficult
You are, woman
Or maybe it's
Because of your shyness

Oh, tell me, mommy
Decide now
Which one of us?
Who are you going with?

I brought roses, my guitar, and the bottle
To get drunk and sing to you, brunette
A debate for you to choose your husband
There are four of us, but come with me

I brought roses, my guitar, and the bottle
To get drunk and sing to you, brunette
A debate for you to choose your husband
There are four of us, but come with me

Excuse me
The supreme king, chichi
Hey, kids
Don't try this at home