Perdió (part. Bad Gyal)

(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!

Every time I enter the club they play one of my songs and it sounds so good
You stay there hiding in the corner because you've lost this ass (hahaha, that's right)
He can't even listen to me anymore (you hear?)
When my song plays, he goes away
And I can just tell he's sorry
Because he knows he's already lost this ass

I'm not fucking with you anymore
The others will laugh at you
I can be with whoever I want
You know how it comes very easily to me
Yeah, baby, I'm open to everything
All the guys are coming closer (coming closer)
I lie to them, it doesn't matter if they lie to me (lie)
Now it's my turn to enjoy myself (you hear?!)

Likewise I don't care what people are going to say (I don't care)
What's worthless doesn't bother me now (no, no, no, no)
He who laughs last will laugh best (ah)
That's why I do my thing quietly (it's Ivy Queen, papa)

Every time I enter the club they play one of my songs and it sounds so good
You stay there hiding in the corner because you've lost this ass (ah, poor thing, shh)
He can't even listen to me anymore (yes, sir)
When my song plays, he goes away
And I can just tell he's sorry
Because he knows he's already lost this ass (whoa, pow-pow-pow)

When you see me, don't come up to me (yes!)
You left, I added another one to the list (yes!)
Don't even think about tripping around here
Or I'm taking you out of the VIP

Look, motherfucker, this is for looking and not touching
Or we'll make you like a convertible and blow off your top
My style is Italian because I'm always well-dressed
His jaw dropped when he saw how it bounced (ooh-wee!)
One spark and I lit it (lit it)
Another idiot crossed my path and I got stronger
What hurts you is that I'm focused on myself
Now let them handle the Bad Gyal and the Queen oh, oh-oh

Every time I go into the club they play one of my songs and it sounds so good (it goes boom!)
You stay there hiding in the corner because you've lost this ass (it's Ivy Queen, papa)
He can't even listen to me anymore (you hear?)
When my song plays, he goes away
And I can just tell he's sorry
Because he knows he's already lost this ass

(He lost this ass) Uh-huh
(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, papa)
Miami (you hear?!)
(Bad Gyal, Bad Gyal)
(Lighters in the air!) It sounds so good