MIRÁ DE GITANO

Oh
Yeah

I got that gypsy look (that kills)
And a badass flow (my girls)
I’m rolling with the rum crew (pirates)
Hey, you already know, my dude, tell me

Hot rum by the boardwalk in a cardboard box
You’re a fake thug, just cardboard
Villain from a cartoon, license to kill, James Bond
I got little time, what about you, sweet thing?
Loaded with liquor and rhythm, big lips
The party's over and now the thief arrives
I hit the button, stick my finger in, ding dong
I don’t believe you anymore, trickster
Mom, tell me who’s calling, six in the morning
Someone’s throwing rocks at the window
Wild one, tells me to chill and relax
Wrap me up while listening to the voltage
Laid back, in the air, painted birds
Little kids armed, drugs all around
My God, you’ll never be one of mine
You’ll never be one of mine

I got that gypsy look (that kills)
And a badass flow (my girls)
I’m rolling with the rum crew (pirates)
Hey, you already know who just arrived

And she dances and shakes it
Moves on her own so everyone can see her
It’s something she can’t control (brunette)
It’s in her blood, in her veins
The kids got that swagger
They got that swagger, they got that swagger
And they don’t walk sideways
And they don’t walk sideways, sideways

If I told you (if I told you)
What I do (what I do)
When I write it (when I write it)
When I sing to you, my love
If I told you
What I do
When I write it
When I sing to you, my love (on fire)

I got that gypsy look (that kills)
And a badass flow (my girls)
I’m rolling with the rum crew (pirates)
Hey, you already know, my dude, tell me

Baby, the street taught me
Because tonight you’re mine, like it’s me
That spins and enjoys, and I better dance to the beat
I drop it on the avenue and the crowd screams
Ah, you think you’re tough because you bark when you talk
I’ve seen many like you and they all lost their ride
Here comes the lovestruck one like the spokesperson
On the twins’ record in honor of Tego
While serving an aged rum, then we’ll put on some old school
We dance in the mirror, hand on the tile
You look at me sideways in the reflection
I feel like I’m falling into her eyes, I navigate her curves
Laid back
Look how she walks, how she spins me on the corner
Skis and glides, Latin music, over the top
This flow’s like a stew, like grandma’s pot, seasoned (muah)

I got that gypsy look (that kills)
And a badass flow (my girls)
I’m rolling with the rum crew (pirates)
Hey, you already know, my dude, tell me
I got that gypsy look (that kills)
And a badass flow (my girls)
I’m rolling with the rum crew (pirates)
Hey, you already know, my dude, tell me