Mayor Que Yo (feat. Daddy Yankee, Baby Ranks y Tony Tun Tun)

This younger than you
Wants to meet you
With your way of acting
It's going to drive me crazy

I have her in my dreams
I caress her skin
I want to confess to her
That today

I don't care that you are older than me
Today I want you in my bed
And don't misinterpret my intention
It's just that I can't stand the desire

That's why I've come to tell you
That today I want you in my bed
If you're not willing, just tell me
It's just that I can't stand the desire
Give me a chance

I don't care that you are older than me, hey
I want you here, even if you have a thousand loves
I believe in destiny, hey
You know that God has his reasons

You are older than me, hey
I want you here, even if you have a thousand loves
I believe in destiny, hey
You know that God has his reasons

Advance, let's go, let's stop the blah blah blah
Let go of the wallet, to bed with the cha-cha-cha
I look at you and you look at me, I get close to you, but you do nothing
Tell me why, why?

Come on, that's how they move the gears
Her car revs it up
And boom boom, she eats the asphalt
She arrives at the club and everyone checks her out

She flirts, wow, blows a kiss and struts
That's it, a kiss that goes with cheese
This is a process, let go of that for the prisoners
You know, ma'am, how my voice carries weight
The dog wants a bone, advance, give me a kiss

We went, take it out where you are a real pain
Compact, ma'am, compact
Advance, put on the robe, let's stop the nonsense
I'm going to give it to you from behind, and

I don't care that you are older than me
Today I want you in my bed
And don't misinterpret my intention
It's just that I can't stand the desire

That's why I've come to tell you
That today I want you in my bed
If you're not willing, just tell me
It's just that I can't stand the desire
Give me a chance

I am a tiger
Don't measure the caliber by age
Try the menu and then tell me
I'm fire in the Caribbean
Mai, don't let appearances deceive you
Or allow people to sow discord

(Slap!) Because I have the style of a hitman
Street vocabulary
The kitty throws at me, fascinates me
And at the same time gets a little jealous

She realizes the opposite
Because she saw that I have the ability
That a young man needs without using an intermediary

The boy knows that time is what makes
The time that separates the boys from the men
The boy knows that time is what makes
The time that calmly separates the colors

(Slap!) Because I have the style of a hitman
Street vocabulary
The kitty throws at me, fascinates me
And at the same time gets a little jealous

She realizes the opposite
Because she saw that I have the ability
That a young man needs without using an intermediary
(Give me a chance)

Go on, forty-year-old, with your tough look
Ring the bells because Wisin is down
Playful, how she corners me in bed
That one is twenty, but looks like a tough girl
With that tough look
Bring me the pretty one, Wisin dances with the blonde
Stunning, and if your cat corners you
Take off the shackle, tell him you're pissed off

Take off the shackle, tell him you're pissed off
Take off the shackle, tell him you're pissed off
Take off the shackle, tell him you're pissed off (hey)

W, the survivor! (Daddy!)
Daddy Yankee! (We're ready!)
Yandel!
(You know how we do, man!)
(We're ready!)
And the cat, Ranks!
More Flow 2!
Hector, El Bambino!
Wisin and Yandel!
(Tony Tun Tun!)
(Representing!)
(A collaboration for the history!)
(In More Flow 2!)
(Do you understand?)
(In no other album!)
Luny!
The only thing missing is to unite!
Bush and Bin Laden!