Wisin — Zona Del Que No Reacciona song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Zona Del Que No Reacciona" by Wisin.

Lyrics

«Quieto, canelo!
No manches pinche buey!
Vamos a perriar!
Yee-haw!»
Vaquera, empez la pelea…
Vaquera, abrchate la correa…
Vaquera, este potro no miquea…
Vaquera, yo voy a que te juqueas…
«Te vas conmigo?
Pues, rale!»
Pues, prepara la mochila y ponte las pilas
Que lo que te espera es una anguila
Trigueita, con la punta lila
Orita te mangue en la fila
Te estaba ligando
Alimentando la pupila
Y dile a tu familia que en mi casa yo te doy asilo
Que soy un pupilo
Con estilo medio intranquilo
No le digas que brego con kilo
(No!) Estoy mas tranquilo
Ahora, vacila
Viraje de espalda
Pa' ir quitndote ese hilo
A ver si vacila
Trpate encima
Te duele?
O estas haciendo pantomima?
Wisin no lastima
Alreves, te mima
Y despus se roba el show en tarima
«Mami, te hago el lazo vaquero?
Jajajaja!»
Vaquera, avanza y agarra
Tu cuerpo en forma de guitarra
El g-string tu nalgas desgarra
Tu no eres charra, vamos pa' la barra
Vaquera avanza y agarra
Tu cuerpo en forma de guitarra
El g-string tu nalgas desgarra
Tu no eres charra, vamos pa' la barra
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Mira como relincha…
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Yo voy a que se te hincha…
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Acaba, montate en la wincha…
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No vas a salir en cinta…
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Mira como relincha…
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Yo voy a que se te hincha…
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Acaba, montate en la wincha…
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No vas a salir en cinta…
Este potro se inyecto B-12
Pa' que tu gozes
Soy una fiera despus de las 12
No me cambies de pose
Que dios te bendiga, tu intrigas
Que tu tiene mas abajo de la vejiga
Una mata de ortiga
Dime, dime, nena
Si quieres yo te enseo la espiga
No seas esmeril, mujer juvenil
No ves que quiero comerte el pernil
T quieres ver como relincha mi proyectil
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Mira como relincha…
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Yo voy a que se te hincha…
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Acaba, montate en la wincha…
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No vas a salir en cinta…
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Mira como relincha…
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Yo voy a que se te hincha…
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Acaba, montate en la wincha…
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No vas a salir en cinta…
Vaquera, avanza y agarra
Tu cuerpo en forma de guitarra
El g-string tu nalgas desgarra
Tu no eres charra, vamos pa' la barra
Vaquera avanza y agarra
Tu cuerpo en forma de guitarra
El g-string tu nalgas desgarra
Tu no eres charra, vamos pa' la barra
DJ Blass!
Yomy!
La Mision!
Mira como relincha!

Lyrics translation

"Freeze, canelo!
No pinche Ox sleeves!
Let's go perriar!
Yee-haw!»
Cowgirl, let's start the fight…
Cowgirl, fasten your belt…
Cowgirl, this colt doesn't piss…
Cowgirl, I'm gonna play you.…
"Will you go with me?
Well, rale!»
Well, pack your bag and put the batteries on.
That what awaits you is an eel
Trigueita, with the tip lilac
Orita ate you in line
I was calling you.
Feeding the pupil
And tell your family that in my house I give you asylum
That I'm a pupil
With half restless style
Don't tell him I'm dealing with kilo.
(No!) I'm calmer
Now, hesitate
Back turn
To get rid of that thread
See if he hesitates
Trpate on
Does it hurt?
Or are you doing pantomime?
Wisin does not hurt
Alreves, pamper you
And then he steals the show on stage
"Mommy, shall I tie you up cowboy?
Jajajaja!»
Cowgirl, go ahead and grab
Your guitar-shaped body
The g-string rips your buttocks
You're not charra, let's go to the bar
Cowgirl advances and grabs
Your guitar-shaped body
The g-string rips your buttocks
You're not charra, let's go to the bar
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Look how it squeaks…
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I'm gonna make you swell…
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Finish, get on the wincha…
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You're not going on tape.…
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Look how it squeaks…
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I'm gonna make you swell…
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Finish, get on the wincha…
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You're not going on tape.…
This foal is injected B-12
Pa ' que tu jeez
I'm a beast after 12
Don't change my pose
God bless you, you intrigue
That you have below the bladder
A nettle Bush
Tell me, tell me, baby
If you want I'll show you the spike
Don't be Emery, young woman
Can't you see I want to eat your leg
You want to see my projectile flash
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Look how it squeaks…
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I'm gonna make you swell…
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Finish, get on the wincha…
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
You're not going on tape.…
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Look how it squeaks…
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
I'm gonna make you swell…
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Finish, get on the wincha…
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
You're not going on tape.…
Cowgirl, go ahead and grab
Your guitar-shaped body
The g-string rips your buttocks
You're not charra, let's go to the bar
Cowgirl advances and grabs
Your guitar-shaped body
The g-string rips your buttocks
You're not charra, let's go to the bar
DJ Blass!
Yomy!
The Mission!
Look how it flashes!