King of kings
It is what it is
I'm the king
I am Don
Counting
One, two, three, four, marching my combo forms a commotion
One, two, three, four, jump, my combo is going on
One, two, three, four, marching the cats form a commotion
One, two, three, four, what my combo is going on Nelly flies it
How it is muse
Miss Piel Canela
Eah, eah
That is pure candle
Incense and candle
Old school style
She has that spell
That keeps my combo awake
Don't give her oatmeal
Or you'll go for broke
Eah, eah
That's pure candela
Incense and candle
Old school style
She has that spell
That keeps my combo awake
Don't give her oatmeal
Or you'll go for broke
Marchen
One, two, three, four, marching my combo makes a commotion
One, two, three, four, jump, my combo is happening
One, two, three, four, marching the cats make a commotion
One, two, three, four, what's going on with my combo
One for the money
Two for the cars
Three for the gangstas
Four for the broads
Hey, look mommy come here
Hey, bring it over here
Hey, come and have a seat
Sit with a gangsta
Kick it with a gangsta
Me and Don Omar
This shit is gangsta
Smoked a jova
Took the gun
Say something, stupid
I'll explode your mouth
We on we rich
Stop it you can't beat
Lady see us
She pulls down her panties
Put 'em down
Put 'em low
Put 'em slow
Throw 'em at me, baby
I'll catch 'em, I'm a pro
Puerto Rico, oh
Black people, oh< br/>Everybody that's on perico, oh
Put your hands up
Stand up
This is more than just a jam
This is history
(One, two, three, four)
She without clothes
You float in the troops
Bubbles that squeeze
With a champagne in a glass
If she puts on her boots
The note explodes you
Do it softly
She whips herself
Everything is touched
She squeezes you like a boa
Her malt kiss
And it tastes like cocoa
She walks with a combo
She says she's going to all
We see that now now
One, two, three, four, marching my combo makes a commotion
One, two, three, four, jump, my combo is happening
One, two, three, four, the cats are marching in an uproar
One, two, three, four, my combo is happening br/>Partner, don't snore me
Because
You're going to feel the torque
Don't touch you
Don't even provoke us
Or I'll let you drop the block
Partner Don't snore me
Because
You're going to feel the torque
Don't touch you
And don't provoke us
Or I'll let you drop the block
Go away
One, two, three, four, marching my combo makes a commotion
One, two, three, four, jump, my combo is happening
One, two, three, four, marching the cats make a commotion
One, two, three, four, what's going on with my combo
This is king of kings daddy
You know
Another thing
King of kings
Don Omar
This is Nelly the secret weapon
A classic
In your pocket
I present it
You know
The secret weapon
Now you know
You know
(They know)
Nelly the secret weapon
King of kings
King of kings

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