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Albums:

Pitbull Starring in Rebelution [Clean] (Pitbull) · Pitbull Starring in Rebelution (Pitbull) · Pitbull (Pitbull) · Cool Cats, Hot Chicks (D'S3) · Rockabilly Chicks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Playlist: The Very Best of Dixie Chicks (Dixie Chicks) · Jumpin' Like Mad: Cool Cats & Hip Chicks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to the Dixie Chicks (The Country Dance Kings) · Ultra Chicks, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ultra Chicks, Vol. 2 (Anna Karina) – and 18 other albums »


(Yeah)
Beautiful, so bold, for sure (Yeah, yeah)
Pretty little thing, I’m glad she’s mine
And I mean no disrespect by this next line

(I gotta) dope chick
Yea we gon' take it from the bottom to the windy city
Miami's finest, Chi Town's finest
Pitbull, Twista
And we want all the women to...
Boogie
Yeah we goin' take it from the bottom to the windy city
Miami's finest, Chi Town's finest
Pitbull, Twista
And we want all the women to

Boogie
Doesn't Mean Anything Lyrics
    by Alicia Keys
    I Am Lyrics
    by Mary J Blige
    Fuck U Silly Lyrics
    by Cassie
    5 Star Chick Lyrics
As I passed by
A real fine hotel
A chick walked out
She sure looked swell
I gave her the eye
And started to carry on
When a Cadillac cruised up,
As I passed by
A real fine hotel
A chick walked out
She sure looked swell
I gave her the eye
And started to carry on
When a Cadillac cruised up
can please you, she's eager to please you
Pitbull, heartbreaker, forced love dictator
Is she as shallow as she seems?
Sweet, yet heartless; mindful, yet
As I passed by
A real fine hotel
A chick walked out
She sure looked swell
I gave her the eye
And started to carry on
When a Cadillac cruised up
But you know I love the way my chick be holdin' it down
Extremely thorough by the way she reppin' it hard
Travel anywhere my shorty come touch
gang
A mean vicious woman

Everyday before supper time, she'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tow
a singing gig

And we could buy a pitbull
And name him after harry
And we could be famous
Then we'll get married
Married

Well, baby doll, believe me
[Chorus: x2 Pitbull]
Green means go
Yellow means slow
Red means stop
Now drop now roll
Girl you got a ass
Stopping traffic like a red [Repeat
And you wear a leisure suit
When you're having fun

And your not a fascist
You're just a cog
And you keep a Pit-bull
Cause their a lovely dog
ya'll tone
Now you see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya

It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club
real fine chick
It should've been me with that real fine chick
By now you know who that should have been
Driving that Dynaflow

I hate to get heavy but
the trains go by
And we sang and cry in gloom
Boom, chicka-boom
(Chicka-boom, chicka-boom)

Hey, girl!
(Chicka-boom, chick-a boom-boom)
When ya swish
to untock and bust my gauge
I don't look and act of my age
And pitbull wit it, rippin your jaws wit it
and chick through wit it, they go bananas
I'm through
dollars, trick
You a college chick, you a college chick
By the end of the night might earn you a scholarship

Clap that ass, just like the clapper
All these
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
buggin' on the way this sound
But you know I love the way my chick be holdin' it down
Extremely thorough by the way she reppin' it hard
Travel anywhere my
entered this country through the bottom of the united states and straight set up shop. As Arthur McDuffie was being beat to death by four white cops this
through the math I subtract them 
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor 
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch ya 
Pitbull attack ya,
the good ones
I wouldn't make shit

I met this one chick
Named Miley Checks
I was so fascinated by Miley's breast
She said she had a gift
It was
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom 

[CHORUS] 
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that s*** up, play it again
That's the joint,
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom 

[Chorus:] 
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's