REBOTA (feat. Karina)

Days of sand and sun
Turn it up, DJ, it’s so hot
You thought I wouldn’t come back
I’m bringing this little tune for you to dance every day

(Hugo23)
(With the mic ready)
(And Karina)

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up!

When I walked by, she looked at me, and I played it cool
Then she winked, and I moved in a little
I said: Hey, what’s up? All sweet and nice
And she pulled me to dance, all close, feeling nice

I leaned in close, belly to belly
I said: Oh, baby! Last night, I dreamed of you
She looked at me daringly, I asked for some fun
We went all the way down, grinding like we were rivals

Bounce, bounce, biting her lip
She’s a saint, says she’s Catholic
Bounce, bounce, watch out, it might blow up
She acts all holy, but really, she’s a devil

Hard, hard, hard
Hard, go hard
Hard, hard
You’re getting too cocky, cocky, cocky
You’re getting too cocky
I’m more than your backup

She wants to drink, they played her song
I know she liked me, I looked at her, she looked at me
She wants to drink, they played her song
I know she liked me, I looked at her, she looked at me

She poses for the pic
Knows I’m a fan, knows I’m subscribed
She’s looking for a few requirements
But I don’t care, I’ll always be the favorite

I want a bad boy who’s really wild
Who won’t hold back when I need him
I don’t want a prince, just a couple of kisses
I want him to hit me hard and let me feel it

I was chilling, lying on my towel
When suddenly, I saw her coming close
She’s strutting her stuff, knows she’s hot
When she’s in the water, she looks like a mermaid

You know it, baby, I want a party, party
I’m like a tsunami, -nami
I’ll take care of you, I’m your nanny

He looked at me daringly, I asked for some fun
We went all the way down and grinded like we were rivals

Bounce, bounce, biting her lip
She’s a saint, says she’s Catholic
Bounce, bounce, watch out, it might blow up
She acts all holy, but really, she’s a devil

Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh
Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh

She wants to drink, they played her song
I know she liked me, I looked at her, she looked at me
She wants to drink, they played her song
I know she liked me, I looked at her, she looked at me

Bounce, bounce, biting her lip
He wants a saint and prefers the Catholics
Bounce, bounce, watch out, it might blow up
By day, a saint, and by night, a devil

Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh
Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh

Hugo23, you know how it goes
Your mom’s favorite
We broke it again, the internet crashed

Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh
Give me your thing, cutie, cutie
Give me your thing, cutie, oh

Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Should we play it again?