Lyrics Tropical BadBoy - Molotov Jukebox

Tropical BadBoy

¡An uno paso alles!
¡An uno paso alles!
Thirty-seven degrees in this seedy blend of concrete, passive feat
Even if I was deaf, I’d hear it with my feet
Boom-boom-boom chika boom
Cause it’s so hot
My dress is zipping up
And it won’t stop
Cause the drum is going boom-boom-boom
Going up, and we won’t go home
Till the next bottle of rum is done
¡An uno paso alles!
¡An uno paso alles!
A wrong way is later
I should know better than him
Baristo rico, and he wants lo mismo
I tie the ankles he brings to my table
He comes when I beg him to ---
Cause he’s so hot
His suit is zipping up
And it won’t stop
Cause the drum is going boom-boom-boom
Going up, and we won’t go home
Till the next bottle of rum is done
¡An uno paso alles!
¡An uno paso alles!
They used to say guys get laid, girls throw it away
Those are the old days
Now guys wanting to get your end away
Now girls want to go to the back and play
Fiesta, fiesta no va a parar
They used to say guys get laid, girls throw it away
Those are the old days
Now guys wanting to get your end away
Now girls want to go to the back and play
¡An uno paso alles!
¡An uno paso alles!