3G (remix) (feat. Los Legendarios, Yandel, Farruko, Jon Z, Don chezina, Chencho Corleone y Myke Towers)

This is the remix
I breathe in perfume, we're lucky
(We're lucky; the champion league)
Women entering two by two (yi-yi; this is the remix!)
If they come here it's because they want to (Chencho Corleone)
The night is good for going on a mission (to go on a mission; Yandel attacks)

And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
Watch me, you know how it is (Farruko)
And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
But twerk without fear, there baby (pri-yah-yah)

Tra, throw it, tra (tra)
She says, tra (tra), throw it, tra (ladies and gentlemen)
Tra, tra, tra (tra), throw it, tra (tra)
She says, tra (tra), throw it, tra (Chencho Corleone!)

And I tell her the model (Ouh!)
How she walks and plays with her hair
And how well everything she does turns out (turns out-turns out)
The photo she always posts on social media (tra)
How she plans it and adds a message
She knows she looks really good and highlights the details (bandit)
By night she puts on her best outfit
Short to show off her legs and booty
And before this ends she wants to be fitted in (the toughest)
Two shots of whiskey, two tequilas (tra)
She gets daring, challenges me (tra)
Grabs the toy with a satirical face (tra)
Wants me to leave her half turned
The alcohol has already affected me (uh-uh)
I take her to a hidden place (hidden)
We don't leave until the sun rises (uh-uh; the sun rises)
And naked together we wake up

(Don Chezina)
Very gangster-like
Very gangster-like? (Uoh!)
Very gangster-like, gangster-like
As he says
I'm with the baby girls in the ship sailing
The big shots are down there fighting
There's one I see that's letting loose
All that bouncing
I keep singing, enjoying, dancing
With the crew I'm with, we're not backing down
All generations will be twerking

And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
Hard, you know how it is (the young legend)
And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
Hard, you know how it is (Myke Towers!)

If I had the chance to make a wish, I'd ask you
Mami, I want you
She's the queen of the club and I break her in my castle
She's looking for punishment, yeah
I arrived alone, arrived with a group, she shines
I don't kneel before any woman
But I'm going to grab your ankles
And screw you with mine, baby, they don't miss a beat
Bang-bang-bang, bang, club and she stays with her
Fire in the bottles
Tell her you're with the superstar
And I saw her and said: I want her
And look how involved I got, I said: Ask for whatever you want
The top shelf whiskey she raises to her lips
This was made for sweating
After you put on makeup and perfume
And if she goes crazy, she comes back in an Uber
Almost always she's on cloud nine
Mami, tell her you have no signal
I want to show you (ladies and gentlemen)
A couple of tricks, face to face and back, she looks great
If we get caught, believe me I'll figure it out
If you move like that, my love, I'll reward you
And listen—

(Listen, baby; double!)
Dancing kills
Puts on reggaeton and goes wild
She twerks while her friend takes a picture (aha)
She travels the world more than a flight attendant (frontua)
She goes to the beach on Sunday, and the pirate rescues her (light it up!)
They play 3g, and she wants me to give it to her (yah!)
She snorts coke like it's coffee (aha)
Baby, you tell me, and I'll come to your house (wow!)
If you want, I'll eat you quickly
You know you're looking for me to push you
For us to spend the night grinding in pants
Many envious ones, but they're imitations (double u)
We're going to the dark without interruptions

And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
Watch me, you know how it is (tra, tra, tra)
And the dembow sounds
Go, hands on the wall
But twerk without fear, there baby (pri-yah-yah)

(Okay, squeeze)
Tra, throw it, tra (tra)
She says, tra (ladies), throw it, tra (tra)
Tra, tra, tra (tra), throw it, tra (tra)
She says, tra (tra), throw it, tra (eh; tra-tra)

I-I-I-Ivo Jedis