Latin Girl

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da (hey), da-da-da-da-da (hey-eh)

I look better when I pose
You don’t wanna get exposed
Keep that secret off your tongue
You don’t spill the secrets of the boss
Using the street like a runway
Dressed in black and white, Cruella style
Shadows in my eyes, looks like watercolor
Flowing back to basics, Christina Aguilera

Baby, I know what’s on your mind
You freeze up when you just saw me
But I light you up quick, four-twenty
Take advantage, it’s your lucky day

I do nothing and I’m the headline (no)
The reporters fight for the scoop
The new outfit, a delight, ah-ah-ah, ah

Just once was enough to have you at my feet
If I ask for it, you bring it
There’s no one else who moves it like I do
Latin girl, I’m your Latin girl

L-A-T-I-N-A
Like my girls in Colombia, Ecuador, and Panama
Argentina, a stroll through my city and you’ll want to move here
I pass like my card, never declined
The purple ride, the custom Jordans
No one can stop us

I do nothing and I’m the headline
The reporters fight for the scoop
The new outfit, a delight, ah-ah-ah, ah

Just once was enough to have you at my feet
If I ask for it, you bring it
There’s no one else who moves it like I do
Latin girl, I’m your Latin girl

Just once was enough to have you at my feet
If I ask for it, you bring it
There’s no one else who moves it like I do
Latin girl, I’m your Latin girl