Yo Se Que Te Gusta

Changui, changui, changui with ragga and rumba, mama!

my changui knows no borders
white and black, mixed is my soul
coffee and sugar is what I like
with a piano groove and a good reggae beat
I’m France mixed with Africa
I’m Spain with Latin America
I rise above, I’m unstoppable
no one can hold me back when I’m on a roll

and I thank you for what you bring
because your joy sweetens my sangria
I’m heading to Cuba to see my godfather
because he’s the man, lights up my path

this has ragga, oh how rich my rumba is,
get down because it’ll knock you down
oh it sticks, oh it sticks!!!

sergeant has a babalao!
sergeant has a thing!

that guides him
that lights up his path
they say that’s witchcraft
or maybe it’s wisdom
what does he have, what does he have?

because he has a babalao, a thing, because he has
what does Maria have?
give me the formula.

I’m going to explain to you
the sergeant’s formula
he has a lot of feelings
and a heart to love
his African heritage,
Africa calls you…

oh what could it be, what could it be, that with the sergeant there’s no coincidence

I’m having such a good time,
feel it my brother, I’m inviting you
I’m having such a good time,
feel it my brother, I’m inviting you
listen to the message I carry inside
my groove doesn’t miss, I can feel it
changui with reggae, ragga with son
that’s what I like in this song

with ragga and rumba, with raggaaaaaa!
I know you like it, you love it
this new rhythm can even lift a dead man
I know you love it
come and sing, enjoy
I’m telling you the storm has arrived,
I know you love it
what madness, what flavor,
my rhythm knows no borders,
I know you like it
black and white, mulatto, I’m mixed
look how I get hyped
I know you love it
I’m the child of Yiya,
and in her house, there’s a seed
you like it,
I know you like it
I know you like it, spicy is how you like it,
hot!