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Pitbull lyrics - Rebelution

Across The World lyrics

Hey Jim, its like these boyz wanna make music for their block, you know, for their hood, their city.
I'm tryin to make music for the world you feel me right, B.O.B? So this what we came up with.

I got up today
And my flight was late
On my way to L.A
I jumped up on a plane
And put on my shades
And threw on my head phones

I was vibing to this beat
That made me move my feet
Boy that thang was stickin

And then I heard this melody
The dopest one I've ever seen
Something out the usual

So Mr. Pilot please
I think I got a hit on you
Hurry to the studio.

[Chorus]
I'll play across the world
Across the world
Across the world
I'll play across the world
Across the world
Across the world
I'll play across the world

Well I got up today
Put some gas in my tank
To make it to the studio

And then I heard this beat
It made me move my feet
Hell yeah that thang was super dope
And then I sang this melody
The dopest one I've ever seen
Something out the usual

So Mr. Engineer
Turn up the auto tune
So ill be on the radio

[Chorus]

Been around the world
Same old songs
Now on stage
Hit the bras and thongs
Long way from what I came from
Fighting in the club
For just singing a song
Now my passports full
I'm outta pages
New places, new faces
New fans, all ages
Black, pink, purple, orange,
Caucasians

Latinos, European and
Asians.
In Japan, they Knew all my lyrics,
it was Amazing!
They spoke Spanish

I guess its true what they say
Music is the universal language
It's a true blessing you know
To travel the globe

[Chorus]




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Blanco lyrics

(feat. Pharrell)

BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties
BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties [x2]

[Pitbull:]
P got I slash the t
She got big o' boom yeah I throw that deep
I don't care if it's fat put it all on me
I can see that thing in them jeans
She move slow fast, step on the gas
Stop, roll and with your foot on da floor
Green light go, we gon ride til the whiles fall off
Fa sho!

Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Yo abajo y tu arriba

BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties
BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties [x2]

She acting like a boozy, acting like a plastic
Acting like a snob, acting like a fake
She said she gon do this and she gon do dat
Watcha all that change
When I Give her wat she wants and I give her wat she needs
And so wat is it we both fulfill our fantazies
So when it's all set and done, she beg fo more
Like please, please, please, please

Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Yo abajo y tu arriba

BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties
BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties [x2]

[Pharrell:]
Yo estaba en la disco, sonando
Imaginandote a ti
Con tu pantalon blanco, modelando
Todo esto pa' mi

[Pitubll:]
Como se mueve sus pantalones blancos
Se mueve, se mueve, se mueve con mambo
Como se mueve sus panatalones blancos
Se mueve, se mueve, se mueve con mambo

Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Yo abajo y tu arriba

BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties
BLANCO!
Acercame tu pantalon
BLANCO!
Regalame tus Panties [x2]

[Pharrell:]
Yo estaba en la disco, sonando
Imaginandote a ti
Con tu pantalon blanco, modelando
Todo esto pa' mi

Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Subelo no parre dale que esto siga
Yo abajo y tu arriba




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Call Of The Wild lyrics

It's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay

She was a stunner
This woman was just amazing
But baby, don't play me and tell me
That you don't like to get crazy

Your mind says no
But you're body says yes
'N I'm gonna get you by the widda once
And leave you fully blessed

I am the man who can for real
Make you feel like a woman soon and maybe I will
Let's ride and I will show you the night
What it is to feel right and I was like

Let me guess, you're not the freaky type
And you don't get down on the first night
But I promise I'll make you feel so right
Come on baby, there's a first time for everything

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay

Now she's hot and heavy, now she said she ready
And I said baby, let's start nice slow and steady
Then I'm gon' give it to you however you ask for it
I'll catch it, you throw it and baby, you know it

I'm certified around the globe
I mark my territory wherever I go
Baby, don't think twice, let's ride it now
I promise a good time and I was like

Let me guess you're not the freaky type
And you don't get down on the first night
But I promise I'll make you feel so right
Come on baby, there's a first time for everything

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay

She said no but I know it's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight
She said no but I know it's on tonight

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay





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Can't Stop Me Now lyrics

[Chorus:]
Money got ya tongue tied
It's a slow ride
Up til your going down
Funny how your friends lie
It's a landslide
When
You
Wear
The crown

[Pitbull:]
Give it to me!
Tell people that you sing on the radio (can't stop me now)
Same people you don't see on the radio (can't stop me now) [x2]

They Said I couldn't do it but I did it
Fought TBP ? beat the most attention.
Met with all labels they didn't get it.
Now I'm taken over
Fuck a with it.
Time ta get flithy rich
Try ta stay not guilty bitch
They said they used ta handle bricks
I believe them when they projects are brick
All they rap about is crack n coke
Knowing they ain't never dealt crack or coke
Yea it's a joke
But thanks cause I'm laughing all the way to the bank
Haha

[Chorus:]
Money got ya tongue tied
It's a slow ride
Up til your going down
Funny how your friends lie
It's a landslide
When
You
Wear
The crown

It's not how you fall
It's how you get back up- dog
Struggle, hustle, fight- hard
That's all I know is right- dog
Blood of a king
Heart of a lion
(Heart of a lion)




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Daddy's Little Girl lyrics

This is for all the woman
That has been stripped of their innocences
She was daddy's little girl
But no matter what they kept their head up
And this is my way to say thank you
All alone in the world

Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl
Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl

To find for herself 'cause she thought
That she was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She think that she was
She was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She was daddy's little girl

I was raised by woman, a woman made me a man
It just too bad that a man took her innocences
And God knows that I, I will feel the shame
Commit the shame, end up killing him

Blame it on the ignorance, that's were her childhood went
No country no languages, that's how seven years was spent
Times, you can't buy it and someone, they don't hear
I know that we bumped heads, just know mum, dad I'm here

Cuba Peter Pan, the revelation was great, yeah
I wanna thank you, mum, for the way were, yeah
All your life you want to only one thing
And that was to be daddy's little girl

Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl
Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl

To find for herself 'cause she thought
That she was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She was daddy's little girl

Took care of me, just like a mother
Till you got pregnant then you was off to Georgia
It was tough how we, how we were brought up
Tougher for you 'cause you had no father

Now I understand, now that I'm a man
How much a woman needs someone to call dad
You cut trough the pain, you walked trough the rain
The game ain't played you, baby, you played the game

Now you're in search of that father figure
And if you find him he denies you, Jenny fuck that
Come as a bitch even though I know she wished
She was daddy's little girl

Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl
Confused and don't know what to think
'Cause she thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl

To find for herself 'cause she thought
That she was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She thought that she was
She was daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl
She was daddy's little girl

This for all the woman who stayed strong and beat all the odds
She was daddy's little girl
The ones that have been raped or the once that grew up father less
All alone in the world

But still found a way to raise their kids to do the right thing
She was daddy's little girl
This for y'all, I love y'all
All alone in the world




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Dopeball (Interlude) lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, I like to introduce you all to a new game.
It's called Dope Ball.
Similar rules and regulations, but at the same time very different.

Hahaha

Goes a lil something like this.

It's not pick 'n roll, it's more like pick a roll.
What you gon' push? We waste a blow.
If it's all three, then that's the three from the top of the key,
before you cup a brick, scrape some grams of the top of the key.
Same for the blow, we call those free throws, they call 'm cheerleaders, we call 'm cheap ho's.
Find some low ones, have them beg a few O's.
Next thing you know you're putting numbers on the... boat.
The whole point is to stay on the courts, but, in this game the whole point is to stay outta courts.
Yeah they similar, but not the same sports.
Both international, import, export.
Extort, and if you get caught, the law is like referee, it can get bought.
Extort, and if you get caught, the law is like referee, it can get bought.

Dope Ball, Dope Ball, we play, we play, we playing, Dope Ball, Dope Ball.
This is called what? Dope Ball, Dope Ball!
I know y'all later, if you push weighter, you see a Dope Ball!




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Full Of Shit lyrics

[Pitbull:]
I know you full of shit

[Chorus:]
Your so full of shit [x8]

[Verse 1:]
Believe nothing of what you hear
And only half of what you see
Believe nothing of what you hear
And only half what you see
Believe nothing of what you hear
And only half of what you see
(let me tell you what I think about there boys out here in the state they call the game)
Beleive nothing of what you hear and only half of what you see

Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

[Verse 2:]
I'm sick of these rappers slash actors pa pa playing a part
All they talk about is they money
And ch ch chosin cars
So put pha pha phatoms and belinzin?
And how they squeeze to listen getting high
They move it hooray
Another dope boy wannabe
All in the club talking back
Wha wha what what they got
Pull out the club on 26's
Go str straight to they momma's house
Like southern cali they hardly ever make it rain to drizzle
That's why I do them so opposite of these nizzle for shizzles

Ahh tell um

[Chorus:]
Your so full of shit [x8]

[Chorus: Pitbull]
Believe nothing of what your hear
And only half of what you see [x4]

[Verse 3:]
The boy knows his alaphabet so he think he a g
He run a little pot so he think he a dope boy
Bu bu but all eyes on me
Then he gets to wanna be like mike
Now they wannabe just for the mic
They cut fucked up the diz ol music
And even if they got 25 to life

They'll be singing like whitney
Before before she met bobby
These boys think think they hard
Knowing they green like wasabi
They'll be singing like whitney
Before before she met bobby
These boys think think they hard
Knowing they green like wasabi

Now tell um

[Chorus:]
Your so full of shit [x8]

[Chorus: Pitbull]
Believe nothing of what you hear
And only half of what you see [x4]

Your heard meee

Errrrr

[Verse 4:]
These boys right now they got a house full of cars
A bank account full of money
They act like they on full
But check this out fool
I know your full of shit

[Chorus:]
Your so full of shit [x8]

[Chorus: Pitbull]
Believe nothing of what you hear
And only half of what you see [x4]




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Girls lyrics

Mami you bi?
No I'm tri... I'll try anything!

Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh waa
Tell me how you like it
Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh wa
Now give it to me

Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I like
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I love
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I need
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls

Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;
Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay pit
Move in the mother fucking house
Baby dont play just do as I say
Now I promise ill turn you out

They slip
I grip
Thats simple
Thats it

Im'a tell ya..??
Lets rip and dip
Im wid' it
You wid' it
Come on baby lets dip
What you waiting for
Lets roll like

Mami you bi?
No I'm tri... I'll try anything

Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh waa
Tell me how you like it
Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh wa
Now give it to me

Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I like
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I love
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I need
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls

Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;
Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;

Baaby, I go on and on and
I dont need ecstacy to get ya rollin'
Knock 'em down like im bowling 10 at a time
Strike? right

Now watch how I flip this thang,
Switch this thang
And get this thang
And if you dont no,
Well now you know,
What you waiting for lets go lets roll like

Mami you bi?
No I'm tri... I'll try anything

Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh waa
Tell me how you like it
Ay oh way oh way
Talk to me,
Ay oh way oh wa
Now give it to me

Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I like
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I love
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I need
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls

Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;
Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;
Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;
Girls just like the more I get;
Girls just like the more I want;

Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I like
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I love
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
I need
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls




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Give Them What They Ask For lyrics

Fuck that club (shit)
They want that thug (shit)
But I ain't no thug, bitch
And I ain't no gangsta, bitch
I'm a hustler, ho
And I got no problem
If you want it you can get it, boy I bust you

Anybody wanna test? Hi, who? Me
P-I to the motherfuckin' T
It's not my fault that your bitch chose me, now her and her girlfriend wanna do me
This is for those boys in those Chevys sittin' on them King James, them 2-3s
And if you got a problem with me, holla at my lawyer, bitch, sue me
I'm tired of the fuck-boy rap, fuck-boy this, fuck-boy that
Watch a couple movies and they put it in they rhyme, those wanna be fiddlers
I'm straight, you get shot 9 times
10 years in the game, since 99, I was speakin' my mind (Yes sir)
And then shit changed, if you got a problem, bitch cross that kinda line

[Chorus]
I'ma give em what they ask for
What they want, that street talk
I'ma give em what they ask for
What they want, that chopper talk
I'ma give em what they ask for
What they want, that dope talk
I'ma give em what they ask for,
That trap-boy jackboy shit

I'ma tell y'all boy, y'all boys got me fucked up (yeah, straight up)
Better duck when them things buck, I ain't nigga boy, nigga what, nigga who, who the fuck is you?
Talkin to me like you know me
Ain't your dog, ain't your buddy, ain't your homie
Nah brah not me, and if you spit it better live it, better in fact, better show me
I'ma make em say UHHH, not even Master P could crack like this
And you ain't never seen a chico in the gang this raw since pawn that could rap like this (TS)
I hear them and they raps about the coke and the crack and the click to the clack, but to me it's chit chat
Blam! Motherfucker take that, now!

[Chorus]

I'ma spit it, flip it, rip it for them boys
Makin digits off the coke when they whip it
Ride a stick, double clip it
One mississippi, two mississippi, three mississipi, cock back, click it, blam!
Poppin what you think is last, what you wanna do is get found in a trunk in a lake and stankin'
I took my money from the shoebox, now I bank it
Foolish, ain't it?

[Chorus]

Fuck that club (shit)
They want that thug (shit)
But I ain't no thug, bitch
And I ain't no gangsta, bitch
I'm a hustler, ho
And I got no problem
If you want it you can get it 'fo I bust you




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Hotel Room Service lyrics

I want everybody to stop what they're doing. Now if you know you're with somebody you're gonna take the hotel room tonight, make some noise...
Meet me at the hotel room [x4]

[Chorus]
Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room, you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room. [x2]
We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn. [x4]

2 and the O, 1 in the eye, that kinkee skull, you nasty, but I like your type and like T-ass, whatever you like. Bring your girls, whatever the night, your man just left, i'm the plump of the night, let me check your pipes, oh, you're the healthy type. Well, here goes some egg whites. Now gimme that sweet, that nasty goochi stuff, let me tell you what we gon' do. 2 + 2, i'm gonna undress you. Then we're gonna go 3 and 3 you gon' undress me. Then we're gon' go 4 and 4, we gon' freak some more, but first!

[Chorus]

after party in hotel lobby,
then we off to the room like room,with the grills in yo mouth trippin up yo blouse,and pull that g-sting down south uuu OK shawty, 1's company, 2's a crowd, and 3's a party. A girl ain't with it, I got somebody, in my nature she's naughty. Now gimme that sweet, that nasty goochi stuff. Ima tell you what we gon' do, 2 + 2, i'm gon' undress you. Then we gon' go 3 and 3, you gon' undress me. Then we gonna go 4 and 4, we gon' freak some more! But firstly...

[Chorus]




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I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho) lyrics

Haha
It's Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix,
You know that S 75 Street Brazil?
Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,
Hahahaha
Que ola cata, Que ola omega
And this how we gon do it
Dale,
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
(Hahaha)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere si Rumba (Como?)
Si e' verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
Dale ponte a jugar (Como)

One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 1]:
6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,
Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,
All I.P uh, big and packer,
That he's not, but damn he's hot,
Label fly but Pit won't stop,
Got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?)
Watch him make a movie like Alba Hitch Hock, ha Enjoy Me

[Chorus]:
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
Dale ponte a jugar (Como)

One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 2]:
Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,
Look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,
305 that's what it is,
With a woman down ya s*** don't play games,
They up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang
And they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on,
All night long (Dale)

[Chorus]:
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
Dale ponte a jugar (Como)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro

[Verse 3]:
Baby you can get it, if you win it we can play,
Baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,
Even got a king size matress we can lay,
Baby I don't care, I don't care, what they say

[Chorus]:
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
You know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
Dale ponte a jugar (Como)
One-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro




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Krazy lyrics

(featuring and produced by Lil Jon)

[Intro:]
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Hey Hey Let's do it again Baby... Let's Do it...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
We gotta do it again... Ha ha...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Let's make em go Krazy this time... oh oh
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
I don't think they ready Chico... They ain't ready man
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Hit em one time... Ehhhh Yooooooo

[Chorus:]
Latinas they get Krazy...
Blanquitas they get Krazy...
Negritas they get Krazy...
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Hey)

Latinas they get Krazy... (Hey)(Hey)(Let's Go)
Blanquitas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Negritas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Everybody)

Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...

Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
I said Damn that's KRAZY...
Let's get Krazy

[Verse 1: PITBULL]
(EEEEEHHHHHH YOOOOOOOOO)
Kanye no style
J Lo no ass
Fifty no beef
Jay Z no cash
Diddy no Biggie
Fat Joe no Pun
Lil Jon no crunk
Dmc no Run
Jeezy no coke
Katt Williams no Joke
Mc Hammer still rich not broke (Yeeeah)
Just imagine all this Bass (Yeah)
Is enough to make you go KRAZY... (Krazy)
(woooooo)

[Chorus:]
Latinas they get Krazy...
Blanquitas they get Krazy...
Negritas they get Krazy...
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Hey)

Latinas they get Krazy... (Hey)(Hey)
Blanquitas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Negritas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Everybody)

Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Krazy)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Krazy)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...

I said Damn that's KRAZY...

[Verse 2: PITBULL]
Iraq no war
U.S no Bush
Cuba no Castro
Atlanta no cush
Britney with no drama
Alicia with no Common
New York with no flava
The World with no Haters
Obama with no color
Hillary with no Bill
Pit with no Miami and soon with no deal
Just imagine all this Bass
Is enough to make you go KRAZY...
(Woooooo)

[Chorus:]
Latinas they get Krazy...
Blanquitas they get Krazy...
Negritas they get Krazy... (Krazy)
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Hey)

Latinas they get Krazy... (Hey)(Hey)
Blanquitas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Negritas they get Krazy... (Hey) (Let's Go)
Yo Mama she gets Krazy... (Everybody)

Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...

Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (come on)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (come on)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (hey)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy...

Damn that's Krazy

[BREAKDOWN:]
Break it down
In L.A they get Krazy (Hey)
Miami they get Krazy
In New York they get Krazy (I see it)
Atlanta they get Krazy (ATL Baby)
In London they get Krazy (a Huh)
In Paris they get Krazy (a Huh)
In Rome they get Krazy (a Huh)
Ebizas they get Krazy (We gotta tell em)
In Trini they get Krazy (Come on)
Jamaica they get Krazy (Come on)
Australia they get Krazy (Come on)
Japan they get Krazy (Let's Go)
Cubanos they get Krazy (Let's Go)
Dominicanos they get Krazy
Boricua they get Krazy (Everybody put there hands up right now)
Mexicano they get Krazy (Everybody)

[Chorus: 2nd Part only]
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Now Jump up let's get Krazy... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
(Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)... (Jump)
Damn that's Krazy

[BREAK outro:]
Sube Sube Sube... Sube El Volumen
Sube Sube Sube... Sube El Volumen
Sube Sube Sube... Sube El Volumen
Sube Sube Sube... Sube El Volumen
Haha... Como

[Outro:]
It looks like we going to take over the game
They ain't even see this one coming right here
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...
Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY...




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Shut It Down lyrics

It's my life I'm a do what it do and if you don't like it I'ts cool fuck you
(Oooo-oooo)
Can't tell me nothing now baby I know how to fly
(Haaa-aaa)
Can't nothing hold me down I'm going to touch the sky (Ooo-ooo)
Can't nothing no, hold me down
(Oo-oo-oo)
Can't nothing no, hold me down (Ooo-oo-oo)
Can't nothing no, hold me down (Ooo-oo-oo)
Now watch me now watch me watch me shut this thang

Sube sube, hasta la nube
Pa delante-lante
No mires pa tras

I hit the check pot check, check, check, check, check, check, ching

Real chicos do real things on the road to
Get diamond rings
Moved up from the streets graduated hustla on it's way to a ?

Now baby save me from the game before replacement my life? s a movie, call me ?

I can get less if you love me or hate me life's a bitch now fuck you pay me

Sube sube, hasta la nube
Pa delante-lante
No mires pa tra

Sube sube, hasta la nube
Pa delante-lante
No mires pa tras

(Ooo-ooo)
Can't tell me nothing now
Baby I know how to flyy (flyyy)
(Haa-aa)
Can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky (skyy)

(Oo-oo) (Oo-oo) (Oo-oo)
(Wuu-uu)

Lose my mind now honey now pay me what you owe me my mens a hurricane you should see the way she glow it
I don't make it rain I speak that global warming this same no biggy ain't ready to dance

Now baby save me from the game before replasment
My life's a movie call me ?
I can care less if you love me or hate me life is a bitch now fuck you pay me

Sube sube, hasta la nube
Pa delante-lante
No mires pa tras

Sube sube, hasta la nube
Pa delante-lante
No mires pa tras

(Ooo-oo)
Can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky (skyy)
(Ooo-ooo)
Can't tell me nothing now
Baby I know how to flyy (flyyy)
(Haa-aa)
Can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky (skyy)
(Oo-oo) (O-oo)

(Ooo-ooo)
Can't nothing (nothing)
Hold me down
(Oo-oo-oo)
Can't nothing (nothing)
Hold me down
(Ooo-oo-oo)
Can't nothing (nothing)
Hold me down
(Ooo-oo-oo)
Now watch me now watch me watch me shut this thang

It's my life I'm a do what I do and if you don't like it it's cool fuck you




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Triumph lyrics

(feat. Avery Storm)

[Pitbull - Intro]
Drop, They thought he was done dawg,
but he's back bigger, better, stronger and free (ha ha ha),
like I ain't fucked my way out of all these motherfuckin' situations,
Watch this,

[Verse]
Im here to remind you, just in case you forgot,
MR 305 no label stay hot,
38 choppers, but please no glock,
used to move work but had no trap no block no spot,
ma was cool with work, but no rocks,
until she found my first nickel ruff bag,
said I had enough shit to push a dad,
so she told me to get the fuck out the pad,
i was out to my first baby mama's crib,
caught her fuckin' round with her wellas crib,
thank god for music my saviour,
thats what helped me fight Xavier,
don't believe these rappers and what they play ya,
I wanna be owner, fuck a playa,
shit better say it,
I am an owner, bitch!

[Avery Storm - Bridge]
I got the city on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
City on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
they don't know (what I got into),
they don't know (everything I been through),
they don't know (what it takes to get through),
they don't know, they don't know,

[Pitbull - Chorus]
My life, pain,
struggle, hustle, grind,
them boys knock me down,
you must be out yo fuckin' mind,
My mom taught me to fight,
Dade county raised me right,
and we gon' take over this thing,
put down my fuckin' life,

[Verse]
Lemme come back, I've been here for years,
grindin', blood, sweat and tears.
I don' gave the game my life,
turned the streets from my bitch to my wife,
Every mornin' I woke up to the same shit,
Everybody sayin' that I ain't shit,
Them boys in the streets on that hate shit,
Them boys on the same street doin' that same shit,
Planned to move bricks, but it's 8 balls,
y'all want me, I hate y'all but I ate y'all,
young and stay, we realest,
i'm on my way to the show,
gettin' paid, marvellous rates,
you the ace im the spade,
cut cut gay, buck buck spray,
this ain't a duck duck goose,
this duck duck hey, plus hey duct tape ace that.

[Avery Storm - Bridge]
I got the city on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
City on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
they don't know (what I got into),
they don't know (everything I been through),
they don't know (what it takes to get through),
they don't know, they don't know,

[Pitbull - Chorus]
My life, pain,
struggle, hustle, grind,
them boys knock me down,
you must be out yo fuckin' mind,
My mom taught me to fight,
Dade county raised me right,
and we gon' take over this thing,
put down my fuckin' life,

[Avery Storm - Verse]
Now you can stack the world against me,
close the doors, I can't come in,
you could bet your life against me,
bet your ass I'm gonna win,
you take that chance, you roll them dice,
i prove you wrong, you prove me right,
so damn what they say anywayyyy