She hits it hard, faceless She catches the spark, doesn't look back When she drives, she gets off track The party starts, let's give it gas It's gonna be hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot The owner of the check, boom I play and you're zooming I'm messing with your mind because I like it I'm sitting, I'm sitting, I'm sitting Compression is the queen of the favela I brought an accelerated beat She hits it hard, faceless She catches the spark, doesn't look back When she drives, she gets off track The party starts, let's give it gas It's gonna be hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot I'm sitting, I'm sitting, I'm sitting Compression is the queen of the favela I brought an accelerated beat At 200, stepping on the curve, we left Marseille I don't know where the suburb is, the museum ship She never brakes, she told me to accelerate if I don't want her to get bored She puts me on, fast and furious, this speed she wants to pass me is dangerous She takes out chips and rice, active nitrous The engine blows over the pits They saw that we arrived, they heard the engine And those who didn't hear, feel the heat Fire street, I gave her combustion My life is a movie, lights, camera, action Mine plays hard and glory is forever More than 40 degrees, people have a fever Artificial games, December 31 Mucho pa' pegarme y ninguno que me quiebre Ella le da duro sin cara Prende la chispa, no mira atrás Cuando maneja se desacata El party empieza, vamos a rega It's gonna be hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot I'm sitting, I'm sitting, I'm sitting Compression is the queen of the favela I brought an accelerated beat