Turn up the volume, she's on a mission
DJ, don't stop the music
Turn up the volume, I know her intention
She's ready for revenge
She says her heart was broken
And what she felt, she left in a mailbox
Turn up the volume, she's on a mission
DJ, don't stop the music
Turn up the volume, I know her intention
She's ready for revenge
She says her heart was broken
And what she felt, she left in a mailbox

Turn up the volume, don't turn it down
She says she erased the mileage
It seems you're high-powered
She's applying her makeup
If she's going to drink, she won't hand over the keys
Lowkey, she doesn't say anything, today she went out to mission
Pass her another drink with an extra shot
Like Nastya Nass, you move professionally
She keeps practicing, she wants to perfect
Because she says she doesn't believe in love
From one day to another she changed
If she shakes it, it causes an earthquake
She healed wounds with the alcohol she drank
Because she says she doesn't believe in love
From one day to another she changed
If she shakes it, it causes an earthquake
Her heart is now a drum comb

Turn up the volume, she's on a mission
DJ, don't stop the music
Turn up the volume, I know her intention
She's ready for revenge
She says her heart was broken
And what she felt, she left in a mailbox (are you following me?)

Turn up the volume on the radio (radio)
That ass is forced to do cardio (cardio)
She leaves the messages in a mailbox
And she turns off the comments on the photos, yes (yes)
Get on and spend the condom to relieve stress
She doesn't want me to take it out since I put it in
And from the new one, Jhay Cortez runs
Jealousy, she doesn't want jealousy
She doesn't drink the drink if it doesn't have ice
She wants it private, like all my flights
She hasn't died, but I watch over her
Yes, and I sent you the PIN
Bring a couple of friends who are fit (fit)
You look like an artist, let's do a feat
I'm with the Big Boss and the Young King
Are you following me?

We ready, baby
She doesn't want peace after the storm
Now she tells everything to the bartender
You twerked one, you twerked another, ma
And from the drunkenness, you lost count
Now the saint has become rebellious
She goes to the street, she doesn't miss any hangout
They see her in La Placita, then in Isla Verde
All the dogs throw themselves at her, but none bite her
If you're for the problem, I'll solve it
Each crazy with his theme, I reserve it
If you're for the problem, I'll solve it
Come closer, come on, ma, I watch you dancing

Turn up the volume, she's on a mission
DJ, don't stop the music
Turn up the volume, I know her intention
She's ready for revenge
She says her heart was broken
And what she felt, she left in a mailbox

Turn up the volume
Are you following me or not?
If you don't hear me, I told you
Turn up the volume
Young Kingz and "The Maximum Leader"
This is what the street asks for
We are the best of the new, haha
Big Boss
Mambo Kingz
Tell them, Luian
The Boss

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