Pa'lante y Pa'trás (remix) (part. Farina y La Tribu de Abrante)

Remix!
Farina, the classy chick

(Forward and back, forward and back)
(That's how it's enjoyed, forward and backward)
(A little to the front, a little to the back)
(Forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, whoa!)

The Abrante Tribe with N'Klabe!
Okay, tell 'em!

Okay, I'll tell you all a story about a boy from my 'hood
He was on our corner, hanging out with the guys
When this woman was walking by on the street, and they shout at her
Hey, mami, what's good?

Hey, what's good? Tell me, what are you lookin' for?
Come here, or you're going to keep ignoring me
Talk to me straight, are you coming or going?
Baby, you've got me crawling here

I'm going clubbing, she said, without missing a beat: Ha!
He went with her, all he wants is to have chill

What I want is to hang out, what I want is to chill
But first, one little thing: Follow me on Instagram
I'm Abrante, baby, you ain't leavin' from here
Although there's a little issue, and I'll explain it to you
I'll lower the stars for you, I'll invite you to dinner
We'll go all over the world and we'll end up in San Juan
And there's one detail, and that is my reality
Hmm, how do I explain to you that I don't know how to dance?

But, at best, you can maybe help me
Daddy, don't worry, for I'll teach you
One hand on the waist, and you come over here
This rhythm is meant to be enjoyed forward and back!

(Forward and back, forward and back, dancing my rhythm)
(Forward and back, one little step forward, one little step back)
(Forward and back)
(Forward and back, whoa!)

And my feet were moving, I didn't know what was happening
She drove me crazy when she shook that booty
(And his feet were moving, he didn't know what was happening)
(That chick drove him crazy when the rhythm was being enjoyed)

Yo, put some salsa on those shoes
Tom Ford is what she wears
Permission 'cause we're on the rise
She's weary, and this chick breaks it down barefoot
Crash the floor, N'Klabe, fly
Like Beyoncé at Coachella
Her diet of rice and beans
Forward and back, a groove like Celia (sugar!)
I have all my homies in hysterics
Don't get her twisted, we're not at the fair
Forward and back, she goes out and shines
And it gets serious for everyone

(My feet are moving, my feet are moving)
(When that chick dances, my feet start moving)
'Cause my feet start moving with the beat
What is it about that babe when she dances on her tiptoes?

(My feet, my feet are going)
(When that chick dances, my feet start moving)
For this is forward, back and N'Klabe
This is the rhythm, this is the rhythm that you now know
(My feet, my feet are going)
(When that chick dances, my feet start moving)

(Forward and back, forward and back, dancing my rhythm)
(Forward and back, one little step forward, one little step back)
(Forward and back)
(Forward and back, whoa!)

(Forward and back, forward and back)
(Killing it at the club, she's looking spectacular)
(Forward and back, forward and back)
(Killing it at the club, she's looking spectacular)

Haha! Hey, forward and back!
You can do whatever you want to
But forward and back, forward and back
(Killing it at the club, she's looking spectacular)
Forward and back, forward and back
(Killing it at the club, she's looking spectacular)

Hey, forward and back, forward and back (the baby girl)
My rhythm is danced forward and back (I am Farina)
Back and forth, back and forth (talk to me, N'Klabe!)
One little step forward, one little step back

Hey, Farina, the movement is like this
Forward and back, forward and back, so you can get dancing