Hot Hand

Louie?

No señor

Esa si es

Palma

Woo

Woo (Woo)

Woo (Woo)

Woo (Woo)

Palma (Palma)

I'm really big, I'm really small

I'm in the ceiling and then I'm wrong

I'm off the rails (Woo, woo), I'm running hard

I fall in love and then I'm gone (Woo)

I'm in the storm, I'm in the calm

I'm in the mist, I'm in the fog

I ride it out, then get along

I'm getting pulled, I'll fall in love

Then put my hurt up in a song

Now sing along, now sing along

And sing along, and sing along

And sing along, and sing along

And sing along, I'm runnin' rogue, uh (Palma)

But where'd I be without a plan, without my mans?

A helping hand, a hot hand, the son of man

I'm whoopin' ass without a can

I want to talk, I want to dance

I want a place, I want a place, I want a place where you—

I want a place but on my own

I'm in my zone but never fold

I want revenge, I'm playing ball like give and go

I pick a role, you pick a road to map it out

Other people wanna nap it out

You pick a role within me

Forgive me, just forgive me

(Palma)

(Palma)

(Palma)

(I'm really big, I'm really small)

(I'm in the ceiling and then I'm wrong)

(I'm off the rails, I'm running hard)

(I fall in love and then I'm gone)

(I'm in the storm, I'm in the calm)

(I'm in the mist, I'm in the fog)

(I ride it out, then get along)

(I'm getting pulled, I'll fall in love)

(Then put my hurt up in a song)

(Now sing along, now sing along)

(And sing along, and sing along)

(And sing along, and sing along)

(And sing along, I'm runnin' rogue, uh)

(But where'd I be without a plan, without my mans?)

(A helping hand, a hot hand, the son of man)

(I'm whoopin' ass without a can)

Lucky you