The alias Hi-Lo is shared by two different artist(s):

1.) Hi-Lo is a… Read Full Bio ↴The alias Hi-Lo is shared by two different artist(s):

1.) Hi-Lo is a side project by dutch DJ/producer Oliver Heldens. His first release under this alias was 'Crank It Up' on Diplo's label Mad Decent.

2.) Hi-Lo is a alternative rock band from Sweden. The music Hi-Lo plays is best described as modern pop/rock. The songs, mostly written by Daniel Thibblin, are built up by achingly beatiful lyrics mixed with meloncholy and powerful but allways melody oriented.
Thibblin's vocals can be described as laid-back and powerful at the same time. Sometimes weaved into the arrangement in a suttle way and other times more at the heart of the song.
Lead guitarist Erik Lindström's and bassist Victor Björkgren's groundbreak and inovative guitar leads/bassline lifts the songs even further.
All this is backed up by an staggeringlly talented and variated drummer, Felix Waljanson.

The Band has played several gigs, all of which were recieved very well. The band's plan for the near is to hit the live scene even harder.

WTF
Hi-Lo Lyrics

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Llegaron Lo Blanquito
Llegaron Lo Blanquito

Diablo, que zandunga

A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Si tu novio te boto, no importa, no

Es un palomo, what that fuck?
A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Que si tu novio te boto, no importa, no ((jaja, Sholi-Sholi)
Es un palomo, what that fuck?

(Sholi-Sholi)
La tipa no se enamora, parisea a toda' hora'
Desde lo tiempo' de la cola 'e motora
Se peina y se maquilla, se viste de fashion nova, ¡prr-prr!
Sale sola porque nadie la controla (¡rrrah!)
Ey, dale pa' atrá', dale pa' atrá', please, please
Ella es un gárgola, sale sola y sin compromiso
Rómpeme, rómpeme, rómpeme el piso
Suéltate, baby, tu pelo rizo (all right)
Dale, choca el bumper-bumper sin pedir permiso

Cuando se apaga la luz, se olvida del ex y se pone pa' mí
Lo deja en azul, le pide otro trago al mesero porque

A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Si tu novio te boto, no importa, no
Es un palomo, what that fuck?
A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Que si tu novio te boto, no importa, no
Es un palomo, what that fuck?

¡Che!
Oh my god, what that fuck? la tipa se envenenó (Lean)
Se me puso Looney Tunes y despué' me lo mordió
Mami, yo sé que eres fina pero vamo' al majarete
Cuando llega este blanquito, a ti te da tu tembeleke
Así que, atrévete, -te, -te, pónteme en pose
Y el domingo por la tarde, te doy pa' que te lo goce' (auh)
Soy bandolero, me conoce' (auh)
Así que, métele sazón, batería y reggaeton, mamá

Cuando se apaga la luz, se olvida del ex y se pone pa' mí
Lo deja en azul, le pide otro trago al mesero porque

A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Si tu novio te boto, no importa, no
Es un palomo, what that fuck?
A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Que si tu novio te boto, no importa, no
Es un palomo, what that fuck? (what that fuck?)

Llegaron lo blanquito
Llegaron lo blanquito

Overall Meaning

The song "WTF" by HI-LO and Sander van Doorn is a dynamic and upbeat dance track featuring lyrics that exude confidence and self-assuredness. The lyrics tell the story of a woman who enjoys her independence, loves her drinks, and doesn't need a man to make her feel complete. The line "A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'" (She likes rum with 7 Up, all the single ladies) reinforces the message of female empowerment and the idea that women can do whatever they want and enjoy their lives without having to rely on a partner.

The chorus "Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?), Si tu novio te boto, no importa, no. Es un palomo, what that fuck?" (If your boyfriend dumped you, it doesn't matter, he's a pigeon, what the fuck?) encourages women to celebrate their freedom and not let a breakup bring them down. The verses also showcase the woman's confidence and independence, using phrases like "ella es un gárgola, sale sola y sin compromiso" (She's a gargoyle, she goes out alone and without commitment) and "Dale, choca el bumper-bumper sin pedir permiso" (Go ahead, bump the bumper without asking permission).

Overall, "WTF" is a fun and empowering song that encourages women to be confident, independent, and enjoy life on their own terms.

Line by Line Meaning

Llegaron Lo Blanquito
Here come the white boys.

Diablo, que zandunga
Wow, what a party vibe.

A ella le gusta el ron con 7 Up, toda' la' mujere' soltera'
She likes rum and 7 Up, all the single ladies.

Put your hands up (what you feeling, mama?)
Put your hands up, how are you feeling, mama?

Si tu novio te boto, no importa, no
If your boyfriend dumped you, it doesn't matter.

Es un palomo, what that fuck?
He's a fool, what the hell?

La tipa no se enamora, parisea a toda' hora'
The girl doesn't fall in love, she always parties.

Desde lo tiempo' de la cola 'e motora
Since the time of the motorbikes' queue.

Se peina y se maquilla, se viste de fashion nova, ¡prr-prr!
She combs and puts on makeup, dresses in fashion nova style.

Sale sola porque nadie la controla (¡rrrah!)
She goes out alone because no one controls her (yeah!)

Ey, dale pa' atrá', dale pa' atrá', please, please
Hey, move it back, move it back, please, please.

Ella es un gárgola, sale sola y sin compromiso
She's a gargoyle, goes out alone and without commitment.

Rómpeme, rómpeme, rómpeme el piso
Break, break, break the floor for me.

Suéltate, baby, tu pelo rizo (all right)
Let it go, baby, your curly hair (all right).

Dale, choca el bumper-bumper sin pedir permiso
Come on, bump the bumper without asking permission.

Cuando se apaga la luz, se olvida del ex y se pone pa' mí
When the lights go out, she forgets the ex and focuses on me.

Lo deja en azul, le pide otro trago al mesero porque
She leaves him with a blue feeling, asks the waiter for another drink because.

¡Che!
Hey!

Oh my god, what that fuck? la tipa se envenenó (Lean)
Oh my god, what the hell? the girl got poisoned (Lean).

Se me puso Looney Tunes y despué' me lo mordió
She went all Looney Tunes on me and then bit me.

Mami, yo sé que eres fina pero vamo' al majarete
Mama, I know you're classy but let's go drink rum and cornmeal drink.

Cuando llega este blanquito, a ti te da tu tembeleke
When this white boy comes, he gives you your groove back.

Así que, atrévete, -te, -te, pónteme en pose
So, dare, -re, -re, put yourself in a pose for me.

Y el domingo por la tarde, te doy pa' que te lo goce' (auh)
And on Sunday afternoon, I'll give it to you so you can enjoy it (auh).

Soy bandolero, me conoce' (auh)
I'm a gangster, you know me (auh).

Así que, métele sazón, batería y reggaeton, mamá
So, bring in the flavor, drumbeat and reggaeton, mama.

Es un palomo, what that fuck? (what that fuck?)
He's a fool, what the hell? (what the hell?)

Llegaron lo blanquito
Here come the white boys.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Alberto Hermino Pelaez Frappier, Alfonso Ordonez, Leandro Jose Rosas Veras, Sebastian Rodriguez Senior, Socrates Rafael Francis Puello

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