La Loto (part. TINI y Anitta)
Becky G
The Lotto (feat. TINI & Anitta)
We're talking about voltage
We're sweating off all our makeup today
You've got me flying high without a ticket
The one you're with won't let you down
But today I came with five friends, look at what I brought
This looks like our catwalk now
One passes, two pass, they're all very beautiful
If the power goes out, baby, light a candle
Because today we're not lowering the vibe, we're staging a riot
We're all pure broken-hearts here
What people say about me matters little to me
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
The babe with me won the lottery
I want to be bad, little by little
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
We'll confess tomorrow
Oh, what a great time we're having
And tonight it seems that we're sinning (Anitta)
Today I'm coming for what's mine
I flew direct from Miami to Rio
Making the whole neighborhood dance
I brought TINI with me, we're gonna make a huge mess
Let it go up and down, the one thing I ask of you
I like to do it hard against the wall
Diamonds shining from head to toe
And he's with me, he won the lottery
Because today we're not lowering the vibe, we're staging a riot
We're all pure broken-hearts here
What people say about me matters little to me
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
The babe with me won the lottery
I want to be bad, little by little
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
We'll confess tomorrow
Oh, what a great time we're having
And tonight it seems we're sinning
We're active, the party girls, with a safari flow
The babe will answer when Becky G calls
We've got all the drip-drip, all from Gucci
I've got you mesmerized, like Lele with Guaynaa
Short little dress, with nothing underneath, eh
This is what I work for
We have the expensive honey, pricey
I'm with my people, and the rest can go to hell
You do, you do, you do want it, I got it, baby, if you want it
Why ask for permission? It's possible, too
Blessed with me, this doesn't leave these walls
You do-you do-you do want to, you do-you do-you do want to today
We're making a ruckus
We're all pure broken-hearts here
What people say about me matters little to me
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
The babe with me won the lottery
I want to make you mean to me little by little
Tonight it seems that we're sinning
We'll confess tomorrow
We'll confess tomorrow
Oh, what a great time we're having
And tonight it seems we're sinning
(Tomorrow, we confess)
TINI, TINI, TINI
Anitta
Becky, Becky, Becky G