Los Angeles

Don't waste my time
So make up your mind
You know I like you a lot (a lot)
But I can't wait

Look, I'm young and hot
Boys check me out (check me out)
If you don't hurry, I'm gonna get tired of waiting
And you're gonna cry (eh)

I've got the secret to sadness
A little bit of dancing, a little bit of beer
Come on, come on, baby, what do you want? (prrrr, meow)

And I’ll steal you, not with a gun
I just gotta shake my ass
I don't care about money, 'cause I already got it
If you want, I can lend you some

'Cause when we fight, it makes it richer
Don't call me crazy, I don't know if I’m making sense
I don't know if it's love, I’ll go see the doc
'Cause my ass hurts from all this reggaeton

Don't waste my time
So make up your mind
You know I like you a lot
But I can't wait

Look, I'm young and hot
Boys check me out (check me out)
If you don't hurry, I'm gonna get tired of waiting
And you're gonna cry (eh)

I've got the secret to sadness
A little bit of dancing, a little bit of beer
Come on, come on, baby, what do you want? (down low) (meow)

In Los Angeles, we met
Then in Madrid, we lost each other
Both hiding, in bed with no witnesses
My lifestyle is really expensive, I don't know if you can handle it

You want my curves, I know
I don't wanna sleep alone, so come on
He likes it clean-shaven
I prefer it hairy

I'm not a saint, never said that
If something hurts, I’ll heal it with my kisses (muah)

Don't waste my time
So make up your mind
You know I like you a lot
But I can't wait

Look, I'm young and hot
Boys check me out
If you don't hurry, I'm gonna get tired of waiting
And you're gonna cry (eh)

Don't waste my time
So make up your mind
You know I like you a lot
But I can't wait

Look, I'm young and hot
Boys check me out
If you don't hurry, I'm gonna get tired of waiting
And you're gonna cry (eh)