PASAPORTE

Ah, ah, ah
Baby, baby, baby

Pull out your passport
Girl, you got the style
Let’s go out, cutie, get ready
You’re coming with me, and who can handle it?
Pull out your passport
Girl, you got the style
Let’s go out, cutie, get ready
You’re coming with me, and who can handle it, who can handle it?

Girl, if you’re not a princess, I’ll put a crown on you
Baby, lychee Martini, she doesn’t like Corona
She’s a high-maintenance girl, who makes everyone fall in love
Her beauty blows my mind
Baby, if you want, just you and me dance under the moon
For my heartbreak, I feel like you’re my cure
Champagne and foam, hit me with my pen, ah-ah

But to me, you’re perfect
Look at that flirty little face
On my stories, you’re setting fires
And that makes me restless, I want to devour you whole
But to me, you’re perfect
Look at that flirty little face
On my stories, you’re setting fires
And that makes me restless, I want to devour you whole

Pull out your passport
Girl, you got the style
Let’s go out, cutie, get ready
You’re coming with me, and who can handle it, who can handle it?

(Who can handle it?)
(Who can handle it?)
(Who can handle it?)