Dame Chance

Let's go up
Daddy a little people out there with the afros
Hey, hey little black one (hey the little black one).. he's cool
Aha (the aballarde) the aballerde with the people from Panama
Aha.... the diamond music
Reggae music (reggaeton Panama)
Achiratiao until eight vast
Here comes mulatto calmly treat me with affection
Hahaha
Hey
Panama
I know you didn't expect this from Calde
To you it sings like the voice of the aballarde sounds
It's catchy, forward mud and forward tile
My own thing my bonchi and my catchy
Go forward so you hear me
The destroy is better than to annoy
I brought it high so it annoys
And the reggaeton so you enjoy
Stay still ma'
The one who bothers you has arrived
If my singing bothers you, don't question it
That's how we Calde's are!
Not pretty but sweet

Give, give, give me the chance
Let's jump to the Yale lady
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to use you.. no romance
Give, give, give me the chance
I also make the Yale lady jump
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to mess with you.. no romance

Accept it my beautiful I want to sugar
Coconut water with Dewars let's go inside
Even if they put barbed wire and spikes for sure
I like them wild, half crazy, cheeky, and even sassy
Why?
To jump with my bamboo
He says
The degro Calde
The aballarde
Lowering the weight for the crab

Enjoy it crazy crazy for now
I have the flow that controls the girls
Everyone get out of line
The area is abusing, bring the butt

Give, give, give me the chance
I also make the Yale lady jump
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to use you.. no romance
Give, give, give me the chance
To the Yale lady
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to use you.. no romance

Big fat massacote perfect for a roll in the hay
From your voice I will get a thrill
Calm down ma' I'm very sweet
You know what they say about those from the Congo
Mommy calm down there's a line forming
Don't bring a backpack, dissipate and line up
No crying, don't get upset
It's because you're not dealing with a trangalanga

I know you didn't expect this from Calde
To you it sings like the voice of the aballarde sounds
It's catchy, forward mud and forward tile
My own thing my bonchi and my catchy

Give, give, give me the chance
I also make the Yale lady jump
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to use you.. no romance
Give, give, give me the chance
To the Yale lady
Give, give, give me the chance
What I want is to use you.. no romance