COLMILLO (feat. Tainy, Young Miko y J Balvin)

Tell me, so what's up
Give me something or I'm out
Tell me, so what's up
Give me something or I'm out

No, you’re gonna do it
I’ve seen you before
Today you look good
Of course, you always slay

Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out
If you always slay
Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out

Girl, out of those jeans, she knows she’s a fashion killer
Every day at the gym, that booty just gets bigger
Mhm, that booty just gets bigger
Uh-huh, mhm

And I’m feeling it, you’ve seen me before
This is simple, I wanna give you some action
I know you’re down, I don’t know if you can handle
Me giving you the business, staying with me

I’m feeling it, you’ve seen me before
This is simple, girl, I wanna give you some action
I know you’re down, I don’t know if you can handle
Me giving you the business, you staying with me

Girl, out of those jeans, she knows she’s a fashion killer
Every day at the gym, that booty just gets bigger
Mhm, that booty just gets bigger
Uh-huh, mhm

I’m feeling it, you’ve seen me before
This is simple, girl, I wanna give you some action
I know you’re down, I don’t know if you can handle
Me giving you the business, you staying with me

Give me something or I'm out
Out, out, out, out
Out, out, out, sa-sa-sa-sa—

Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out
Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out

Raising the temperature, says she wants contact
Wants me to spank her, that’s the point, babe, exactly
I never back down, girl, what the fuck?
Wants me to hit it hard, I’m making the moves

And damn, you’re so hot
Come on then, climb on like a kite
And if you fall, you’re going home
And I’ll give it to you, I’ll give it to you, don’t give up, baby girl

Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out
Tell me, so what's up, give me your contact
Give me something or I'm out
Yeah, what?, yeah, yeah

Mic check, what’s up
In a black carbon Ferrari in Aruba
Grinding in the Bermuda Triangle
I want all the single ladies with drinks to raise their glasses

We’re chilling harder than a Buddha
All wild and I’m drinking, and you in heels
Wearing Victoria’s Secret and I’m taking off Versace
Unwrapping, popping it, panties on the floor, this is a heist

I’m gonna break you like the intro to Los Capos
Reggaeton from Carola, super high on the console
Always flying low, mixing whiskey with the track
On the jet ski at two hundred, she gets wet by herself

When she opens her legs, it’s a supernova
This has been going on for a while, this isn’t a trend
Fuck the police, OG, let it be
She’s not dumb, studies while she rolls
I don’t love her, but that ass has me hooked (Jowell)

If you keep going, I’m gonna get you, eh, the night smells like sex
Fucking you
Eating you, eh, without even a kiss
Getting you wet there

Getting you, eh, the night smells like sex
Fucking you
Eating you, eh, without even a kiss
Getting you wet there

Ah, you’re invited
This is the church of grinding, it’s no fairy tale
Ah-ah, if you want then put on your bad girl face
So I can drag you from the room to the living room

You look so good naked
I like your style and your front attitude, oh
Doesn’t matter if she’s a diva?
I like them petite, and with a big ass, oh

Turn around, lady
Stop calling, there’s no time for your daughter
If you’re gonna derail, I’m gonna park you
You’re not going back, I’m gonna leave you hooked

Hahaha
Me, Tainy
More grinding, more grinding