(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

(Eso perra!) Mezclao con fumeteo'-eo' (Eso perro!) Da'l deo, saciar tu deseo (Eso perro) Ohh-ohh-oooah... En la disco, bailoteo

Let's go on vacation You and I know We're both so busy we work so hard and I never see you, it's totally retarded When we're together, we're both so tired Sometimes I wish we'd just get our asses fired Cuz that way, you and me, we could hang out all day

Wake me up before you go, ooh I need a little more Just a little more, a little more of your love 'Cause your love, your love, your love Wake me up with some more of your love Oh I need a jump start, when you call me I'm runnin' to ya Gimme a headstart,

Mi cama suena y suena Dices que de mí ya te olvidaste Y de tu mente borraste Cuando yo te hacía pom pom pom pom Ah, o-oh, oh, oh Pom pom pom pom Piensas que yo me quedé tranquila Y los tengo haciendo fila Mientras que tu inventas dar pom pom pom pom

Keep a place for me, for me It's nothing, it's nothing Know you gotta leave, leave, leave Take down some summer time Give up, just tonight, night, night Know you got someone comin' You're spitting game, oh you got it I'll sleep between y'all, it's nothing

You're gonna be mine, little girl, You've been through 18 years of pain. I'm gonna give you a love, child, You've been mistreated, little girl, But I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown. Even if I can't have you by my side. You won't feel bad again.

You know you fit the position From the first time I saw you Say she waan the work Girl let me see your application Make me employ you Let me see your application Let me employ you Ya, oh oh oh Ey no no no, oh woah

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

Let me, let me love it gone Little barefoot dancing Little kissing in the kitchen romancing And a bottle of wine that's been waiting Whatever's wrong, shake it off your list Girl, I want, I want I wanna get lost in your lipstick Oh, baby, let me love it,