Mi Lova (part. Myke Towers)

(Myke Towers, baby)
(Mmm-mmm, Bad Gyal)
I don't believe in luck (luck, yeah, yeah)
It was written to meet you

We seek each other alone
I dance for you, you touch me
I blow the smoke into your mouth
Little by little, softening you

That boy is my lover
The one who takes off my clothes (the one who takes off my clothes)
Drinks whiskey on the rocks
I love how he looks and how he positions me

He raises my vibe (he raises my vibe)
The others, he throws them away (there are no others)
From looking at you, I got undressed
If it ends, I want another round

She doesn't fall in love, but I am with you, my lover
She wants to squirt, but with me she can achieve it
I appreciate you, you are a work of art
I know well that you have plenty of men on you

But if she dances for me, and I touch her
We'll have sex, little by little
That pussy smells like Chanel and tastes like coconut
She is who I focus on

I don't know if it was the universe that conspired
Or if it was fate, or whatever, that inspired me
But I was ready for her, the one who tried me
I put it down in the Airbnb that was rented

I met her in Madrid, but she's from Barcelona
She buys Fendi only in Rome
I want you to leave your scent on my sheets
The others already know that you're the boss

Baby, we seek each other alone
I dance for you, you touch me
I blow the smoke into your mouth
Little by little, softening you

That boy is my lover
The one who takes off my clothes
Drinks whiskey on the rocks (aha)
I love how he looks and how he positions me

He raises my vibe
The others, he throws them out
From looking at you, I got undressed
If it ends, I want another round

Since you tried this, I've got you crazy (oh)
When you get hard it's because you thought of me (yes)
Tell me if you've connected with someone else like this (what's up?)
He eats twice because he eats quietly

Smoking a joint, he kisses me all over
Before dipping it, he eats the cake
His favorite dish, I'm the one he craves
He doesn't get tired of me and he wants more, more

And you, you are the size that you are (ah)
And I'm the one that suits you (hey)
If I'm on top of you, you come
And you, how horny you have me

What you like is when I grab you by the neck
The two of us sweating, our necklaces colliding
I look at you from above and you're comfortable down there
It was destined

And we seek each other alone
I dance for you, you touch me
I blow the smoke into your mouth
Little by little, softening you

That boy is my lover
The one who takes off my clothes
Drinks whiskey on the rocks (aha)
I love how he looks and how he positions me

He raises my vibe (he raises my vibe)
The others, he throws them out (there are no others)
From looking at you, I got undressed
If it ends, I want another round

(Myke Towers)
(Bad Gyal)
(Bad Gyal)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
(... you have me horny)
(How horny you have me
(How horny you have me