Artist/Band:
Kat DeLuna
Lyrics for Song: Whine Up
Lyrics for Album: 9 Lives [2007]
[Elephant Man]
It's summertime
Ladies looking hot
Shaking up what they've got (GP)
Elephant Man and Kat, c'mon
[Kat] [Verse 1]
Senses telling me you're looking I can feel it on my skin (Whoa)
Boy I wonder what would happen if I trip and let you in
Don't get shook by my aggression I just might be the one
Let's skip this conversation, just whine your body up
(Ha ha ha)
Don't wanna wait no more
(Ha ha ha)
You got what I'm searching for
[Pre Hook]
I'm feeling your vibing
I'm riding high is exotic
And I want you, and I want you here
Pull me closer and closer and
Hold me tight to your body
I wanna feel you, I wanna feel you near
(Wo!)
[Chorus]
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
[Ivy Queen]
A ese nene lo tengo trikiao
Cuando lo bailo lo bailo de lao (Oye)
Y lo empujo lo tengo tumbao
Con mis caderas lo tengo amansao wind!
[verse 2]
Boy keep doing what you're doing get me hot (Hot!)
Winding up your body you don't have to stop
My temperature is rising want you more than before
It's an animal attraction, whine your body up
(Ha ha ha)
It's the magic on the floor
(Ha ha ha)
I don't wanna wait no more
[Pre Hook]
'Cause I'm feeling your vibing
I'm riding high is exotic
And I want you (And I want you too)
I want you (And I want you too) here
Pull me closer and closer (closer and closer) and
Hold me tight to your body
I wanna feel you (I wanna feel you too), I wanna feel you near
(Wo!)
[Chorus]
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up (Whine up), whine up (Whine up), whine up, oye!
Whine up (Elephant Man), whine up (Whine up)
Whine up (Come on!), oye!
[Elephant Man]
My dear
Whine up your body bring it to me right here
She got the fines' body I swear
Shake up your booty, shift it in high gear
She say Ele run your fingers through my hair
All the blin' man coulda see quite clear
The way how she whine it give me nightmare
Find her G-spot and touch her right dere
Waan pop off the clothes she a wear
(woah woah woah)
It's rifing
(woah woah woah)
Give me the whine now
Come on!
[Chorus] (x3)
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!
Lo cuero, toca los cueros
Loca e que ta!!
She's crazy!
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