Becky G ☆

Hola hola

Hola hola

Oh boy, you had me at

Hola hola

Had me at

Hola

Chico



Had a boy named Sammy Sosa

He had a lot of chips but ain’t gonna cost you

He was more of an impostor

It was better till I snapped like a lobster

But then I met Nico from Puerto Rico

Didn’t have bread, more like a burrito

Then I was mad, he was just bad

I don’t really, really wanna think about that

Then I saw you, you were so cool

Had me like ooh, I was like dude

Not to be rude, he got it like that

Celebrate, you hear me man?



Hola hola

I know you wanna, wanna hola hola

So go ahead, come on over, over

Oh boy, you had me at hola hola



You had me at hola hola

I know you wanna, wanna hola hola

So go ahead, come on over, over

Oh boy you had me at hola hola



Had to tell my ex adios

‘Cause you were hotter than a jalapeno

My lingo is bilingual

So here’s number, bingo

Let’s la la la la bamba

You make me go piñata

Street got into that, honey make me laugh



You had me at hola hola

I know you wanna, wanna hola hola

So go ahead, come on over, over

Oh boy, you had me at hola hola



You had me at hola hola

I know you wanna, wanna hola hola

So go ahead, come on over, over

Oh boy, you had me at hola hola



Baby, now you’re speaking my language

Just tell me you’re down

And you don’t really gotta explain it

Just tell me right now

Boy, you make my heart go

You make my heart go

You make my heart go



Hola hola

Hola hola

Hola hola, yeah

Oh boy, you had me at

Uno, dos, tres, go



Hola hola

I know you wanna wanna hola hola

So go ahead, come on over, over

Oh boy, you had me at hola hola



Hola hola

Sir, como estas?

You had me at

Hola hola