Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Let them get ready, because what is coming is so that they give it
Babe, I know that you won't back off from me
What I like is that you let yourself go
Every weekend she goes out to party
My babe doesn't stop hanging out because
She likes gasoline
How she loves gasoline
She likes gasoline
She loves gasoline
She fires up the turbine, she doesn't discriminate
She doesn't miss even one carport party
She primps, she goes to the corner
She looks so good that even the shadow matches her
She hangs out in car, bike, and limousine
She fills her tank with adrenaline
When she hears Reggaetón in the kitchen
She likes gasoline
How she loves gasoline
She likes gasoline
How she loves gasoline
We're the best here, don't stress out
On the floor they call us "The Killers"
You make anybody fall in love
When you dance to the rhythm of the drums
This goes for the babes of every color
For the older ones, for the younger ones
For the ones that are bigger sl*ts than the hunters
For the women that don't shut off their engines
You and I have something pending
You owe me something and you know it
She answers to nobody
You and I have something pending
You owe me something and you know it
She answers to nobody
Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Blast the mambo so that my babes fire up the engines
Let them get ready, because what is coming is so that they give it
Babe, I know that you won't back off from me
What I like is that you let yourself go
Every weekend she goes out to party
My babe doesn't stop hanging out because
She likes gasoline
How she loves gasoline
She likes gasoline
She loves gasoline