.(Bamba, yeah, bamba, baby)
(Bamba, yeah, bamba, baby)
Ella e' muy mala, mala
Quiere solo bailar en la cama, cama
Le digo que no necesitas nada, nada
Yeah she look like money in that Prada, Prada (yeah)
DÃgame orita, baby, dale
Yeah we mixin' the tonic up with the Bombay
Arri.
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