Perdió (part. Ivy Queen)

(You hear?!)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(It's Ivy Queen!)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (nice!)
Lighters in the air!
Bad Gyal, Bad Gyal
Bad Gyal, Bad Gyal
(Let's go!)

Whenever I enter the club, they put on something of mine and it sounds so sick
You stay there in the corner hiding, because you've lost this ass (hahaha, that's right)
He can't even hear me anymore (you hear?!), When my music plays, he leaves
And it's just that I notice he's sorry, because he knows he's already lost this ass

I'm not going to worry about you anymore
And the other one, thank you, you'll laugh
I can be with whoever I want to be with
You know how easily it comes to me (yeah)

Now, baby, I'm open to everything
All the men are coming closer (coming closer)
I lie to them, it doesn't matter if they lie to me (they lie)
Now it's my turn for my enjoyment (you hear?!)

It doesn't matter what they're going to say (I don't care)
What's no longer worth it doesn't worry me (no, no, no, no)
Whoever laughs last is who will laugh best (ah)
It's for that reason I do my thing quietly (it's Ivy Queen, daddy!)

Whenever I enter the club, they put on something of mine and it sounds so sick
You stay there in the corner hiding, because you've lost this ass (oh, poor thing, shh)
He can't even hear me anymore (yes, sir!), When my music plays, he leaves
And it's just that I notice he's sorry, because he knows he's already lost this ass (whoa, plo, plo, plo!)

When you see me, don't approach me (yes!)
You left, I added another one to my list (yes!)
Don't you even consider tripping here
Or I'm going to kick you out of the VIP

Look, motherfucker, this is look-and-not-touch
We'll make you like a convertible and blow off the hood
My Porsche is Italian because I always drive richly
His jaw fell when he saw how it bounces (uh-wee!)

One spark and I lit it (I lit it)
Another idiot who crossed-over and crossed me
What hurts you is that I'm all about me
Now let them deal with Bad Gyal and The Queen, oh-oh-oh

Every time I go into the club, they play something of mine and it sounds so sick (it plays, boom!)
You stay there in the corner hiding, because you've lost this ass (it's Ivy Queen, daddy!)
He can't even hear me anymore (you hear?!), When my music plays, he leaves
And it's just that I notice he's sorry, because he knows he's already lost this ass

(He lost this ass) ah-hah
(He lost this ass) bad Gyal with the Ivy (you hear?)
(He lost this ass, yeah)
(He lost this ass)
Ah, ah
Barcelona, Puerto Rico (it's Ivy Queen, daddy!)
Miami (you hear?!)
(Bad Gyal, Bad Gyal)
(Lighters in the air!)
It sounds so sick