(Ah)
(Ah di real meal)
(Got to have wit me) Blaze it up
(Well make dem know seh ah Daddy Yankee)
(And Blacka Nice again)
(Hey Daddy Yankee)
(Weh you ah say?)
(More fire)
(Pra pra pra, hotter than the lava, ay)
Daddy
(Blaze it up) Come on

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole
More fire, move that fabric
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin (blaze it up)

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole
More fire, move that fabric (more fire)
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin (pra pra pra) (what, what)

Hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (daddy, hit me hot)

Call 911, it's game time
Tell yankee who's now throwing fire
For the sweet ladies, the furious babies
She's begs me to release my sweet gravy
Of thick rhymin', man don't measure strength
'Cause I'll melt your winds of greatness
Don't look for smoke, I'm hatchet and machete
I was born for this, didn't hit it with luck (pra pra pra)
Of course

Hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (daddy, hit me hot)

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole (so fire)
More fire, move that fabric
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin (pra pra pra)

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole
More fire, move that fabric
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin (what, what)

Hit it hot (pra pra pra)
Hi-hit it hot
Hi-hit it hot (more fire)
Hi-hit it hot

Mama, you're not feverish, but you're boiling hot
Move those cheeks till the earth quakes up
No one unscathed, my sound always thick
I go on, delivering pasta and cheese
Mami, keep on smooth gi-ving di-rect
You gi-ving it, I gi-ving it fi-re, gi-ving it
I'm real, since the other one is fake (wuh)
And here goes my syrup for pancakes

Little sugar for the shorties
Melting my lyrics until the steel smelts
North, south, and east, down to the old west
All aware of when I go in it's excellent

Hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (hit me hot)
Hi-hit it hot (daddy, hit me hot)

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole
More fire, move that fabric
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin

Come and smell, my candle
Look at that brunette how she activates that sole
More fire, move that fabric
My rumba sneaks to burn your skin

See di fire 'ya, yes
See di fire 'ya, yes
See di fire 'ya
Ay, Daddy Yankee
You dun know seh ah so we do it fi years, enuh

(2004 watch 'ya, hear 'ya) Daddy
Barrio Fino
Monserrate, DJ Urba, and Fido
Easy, man
This is my thing (ay)
(See di fire 'ya, ay) You know
(See di fire 'ya, ay)
(See di fire 'ya)
(Blaze it up, prra, prra, prra)

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