LA TESTA GIRA (feat. Anitta & Emis Killa)

Don't bother me, I'm chilling in a suite
At the Hotel de Paris in Monte Carlo
I'm dancing fresh, merengue, salsa, tango
I'm drinking mezcal, causing some trouble

The head spins, the night flies
It's a heist with my heart in my throat
The party goes on, two hundred an hour
Sports car, we look like a crew

The head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble
And the head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble, trouble, trouble

Sexy, naked on a Bentley
With the lights off
What are you doing to me?
Ai-ai-ai-ai

I've been to Puerto Rico, Miami, Saint-Tropez
But my favorite is the Italian bad boy
Oh my god, I love it when you say
Baby, you're only mine

The head spins, the night flies
It's a heist with my heart in my throat
The party goes on, two hundred an hour
Sports car, we look like a crew

The head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble
And the head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble, trouble, trouble

Italian, crazy blood, street face
She's foreign, been talking for an hour
But all I hear is blah-blah-blah

With my crew, end of the sentence, start of the night
Heading downtown at one seventy
Feels like being on a ride

I've been in trouble my whole life
Make me lose my mind, 'cause I never had it
When you send those pics, you look real life
When you take off your clothes, you look like AI, AI, AI

The room spins
Spinning in the club
The room, the room
Spinning, spinning
The room spins in the club

The head spins, the night flies
It's a heist with my heart in my throat
The party goes on, two hundred an hour
Sports car, we look like a crew

The head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble
And the head spins, ai-ai-ai-ai
If the head spins, we get into trouble, trouble, trouble