Swat (feat. Luar La L)

Attention, the topic is about to begin
Yes, from Balvin, there it is
He he
It says like this, it says like this
Three Letter' (What?)

Baby, you're on the run from your boyfriend, you're a fugitive (but of course)
You have something that makes you addictive (you have)
I've seen you there on Instagram with sportswear
And I'm looking at you now and you're a bully, mommy (hehe, what?)

If you give me the break, I will change your life (in one go)
I'll fill your closet, Gucci and Chanel are all the changes (whatever you want)
From Ferrari the car and semi, in the guide I throw the changes'
We do the 69, that's an exchange (you know)

He tells me: Daddy, pay for me (for what?) and I'll give you whatever you want
Well I want what's underneath 'the panty of panther (yes, yes)
She took two little pills that she took out of her purse
And it gave me one, that hacks me, it kind of alters my senses (what?)

If I get naughty, the three-peat, three consecutive fucks (no, no)
I don't fall in love, I'm 40 for Cupid
She is not just anyone, she has her noise (no)
And if he moves it, damn it, I'll give him a bonus, that's well deserved (devil)
When I climb on top of her, I lift her up, she feels like she's floating (what? Ha, she knows)

I hang up all my clothes, she knows she's my hottie (in one)
Maybe it was that he left in another note and says that she provokes me (in another)
Now she wants to be with Balvin J, what? (What happened?)
(Mera, Balvin, what do I do with this chick, brother? What does she want with you?)
(Speak clearly, Tre' Letra')

We went out at night with the dogs at G-Wa
Dressed in black as if we were the SWAT
She tells me what what?, I tell her what wa?
Baby, tonight I'm going to make it clear to you

Come, stick around and see
You and I, scoundrels, I will not owe you (no)
And to reaffirm you have to know (hey, hey)
After the disco, to the hotel

Put on some reggaeton and it comes on, the bandit is loose (oh, oh, oh)
I know you are satire (oh-oh-oh)
A bitch, for a quick perreo
Come here, I'm the machine

Put on some reggaeton and it comes on, the bandit is loose (oh, oh, oh)
I know you are satire (oh-oh-oh)
A bitch, for a quick perreo
Come on, come here, I'm the machine (what?)

At the disco she kisses the beastie
Just as I dressed her, I undressed her
I'm going to do a body painting on all of that
You left with a full tank and arrived empty

Mommy, I'm going to give you a refill
Mouth with pineapple plus a pill
I already know you, I'm going to show you off
I have the formula and it is not the Grand Prix one (we'll do it later)

We went out at night with the dogs at G-Wa (speak clearly)
Dressed in black as if we were the SWAT
She tells me what what?, I tell her what wa? (mommy)
Baby, tonight I'm going to make it clear to you

Come, stick around and see
You and I, scoundrels, I will not owe you (no)
And to confirm you have to know
After the disco (what?)

Put on some reggaeton and it comes on, the bandit is loose, uh-uh-uh
I know you are satire
A bitch, for a quick perreo
Come here, I'm the machine

Put on some reggaeton and it comes on, the bandit is loose (oh, oh, oh; Tre' Letra')
I know you are satire (oh-oh-oh)
A bitch, for a quick perreo
Come on, come here, I'm the machine (yeah, yeah, what?)

J Balvin, man
Three Letters, The L
Spicy, heh, spicy, hey
Spicy, mommy, it's spicy (leggo)
Hey, spicy, ha, spicy, heh (yeah)
Spicy, mommy, it's spicy

J Balvin, man (what?)
Latino Gang, Gang
Yeah, heh
Are we breaking up or are we not breaking up, boy?
You know we're breaking spicy