Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti
Got in Adidas over in Spain The Don of San got 'em goin insane Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin brain In Sao Paolo follow, doin the same Admiration for Run "Sucker M.C.'s" Papi bilingual, sell a single ease Y'all that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the same track got Us cuatro, flow, you don't know? From New City to Puerto Rico (whoa)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo fiebre para ti You got my burnin.. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti You got my burnin..
Joe] Uhh, uhh What's goin on black? Goin platinum and that Layin the format, sippin on that Cognac the Don at? I'm at Hollis the kings payin homage to the things they accomplished in teens and I never stop throwin them flings Control of the game, I'm right over the rain A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of Ready to rock steady Run and make a lot of dough
[D.M.C.] You might tell the way I talk that MC's is who I stalk in a rhyme that is in formation Or why I made such a rap is bound, to be reknowned within this as a funky sound And to that try to put me down My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, go)
[Bo Nitty] Nit' Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I up My ice glitter hold up All the like, "Look at Bo, he done growed up Thinks he the bomb, bet his stay blowed up" So frost on my wrist look my fist froze up A photographer is tryin to get a little up Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar Or I one button, start up my car now? I heard you wanna spar now, so baby it's on I spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm And this day I hit 'em off I'll have America Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to dome I entered your home, lick you down, to bone The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis my song
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