Crossfire On The Dancefloor

Hey, quién manda aquí

Heels on the tile, eyes on me

Trumpet screaming in the heat

Crowd so close that we can't breathe

Two-step

Side-step

Short breath

Neck sweat

Gold chain jump with the clave

Bartender throw one my way

She spin, red dress like a siren

Hip bone writing in silence

I talk slick in the corner

She say, "Bring that to the floor now" (hey!)

We in the crossfire on the dancefloor

Jazz hands, trap feet, what you ask for?

Spice in the air when the bass drop low

Salsa in the blood, but the flow say "go"

Crossfire on the dancefloor

Back to back, then face to face more

We don't talk much, let the bodies translate

Half past late and we still can't wait

Band shout out, horns get rowdy

DJ flip it, crowd get cloudy

Abuela watching from the bar like "wow"

This that old soul mixed with the now

Lil' spin, big dip, she laughing

I stay rapping, feet still tapping

She say, "Boy, you think too hard"

"Follow my lead, feel my heart"

We in the crossfire on the dancefloor

Jazz hands, trap feet, what you ask for?

Spice in the air when the bass drop low

Salsa in the blood, but the flow say "go"

Crossfire on the dancefloor

Back to back, then face to face more

We don't talk much, let the bodies translate

Half past late and we still can't wait