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Albums:

Pitbull Starring in Rebelution [Clean] (Pitbull) · Pitbull Starring in Rebelution (Pitbull) · Pitbull (Pitbull) · Gettin' in Over My Head (Brian Wilson) · Head East/Gettin' Lucky (Head East) · Georgia/Gettin' Some (Ludacris) · Gettin' Some [Digital Single] (Shawnna) · Head to Head (Jonathan Butler) · Head to Head (Jerry Weldon) · Head to Head (Jonathan Butler) – and 90 other albums »


spinning
G'z up and whateva F down!
Not a gat bring some money oh really? go act a clown
Lay it up pimp get shot to the head
But why'all want my cutlass
gettin' gangsta now
Discipline the only way to bring some kinda change around
Chain cirgarette smokin' with bad nerves
And brothas with bad lungs from
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,
The war in me makes a warrior
Like a pitbull gettin' with a terrier
I'm better off in North Korea
Yeah, droppin' from a barrel of a carrier

'Coz I got
down

The war in me makes a warrior
Like a pitbull gettin' with a terrior
I'm better off in North Korea
Yeah, droppin' from a barrel of a carrier
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,
by like "there he go" 
I fit the description, 
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me, 
Real Dade County Nigga! 
 
It's that little chico Pitbull
' rich, homie we gettin' by
Feel me
Homie we gettin' money, homie we gettin' high
Homie we gettin' women, homie we gettin' fly
Do this with no effort,
over fist the only way to get the paper down
People tired of gettin' pushed around, gettin' gangsta now

Discipline the only way to bring some kinda
the fuck I get down!
Big dog, pit-bull status nigga!

Yeah
You're now enterin' the mode of the notorious Biggie Smalls
Junior Mafia click, representin'
And a badass mami wit some thick ass hips.
Me I won't stop till I'm filthy ass rich.
So do me a favor and get off my dick.
Me I'm gettin loose (gettin loose)
' nowhere, tired, tired of gettin'
I'm tired of gettin' nowhere, ooh yeah, won't you say it, ooh yeah
Tired of gettin' nowhere fast - get some rest
bread
I wanna be large, like my pitbull's head
So I won't let up like constant rain
Fam y'all just suck, constant brain
Homie your flow is too frail
with the guillotine 

Snap back, rip you to some props in your paperback 

Gettin rectums, doin jobs like I'm Dr. Giggles 

Servin em well, I stop
I hurl again
Then I'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin'
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones, 
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down 
Hey Lil Jon, 
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
doing that
That's right motherfucker
Let's ride

Pitbull
We're getting some classic shit right now
Let's go
blocks
Dunk your head in Clorox, use your dreads for my floor mop

Gay or straight, my Papermate'll do a date rape
Zee can't wait, I'll go Great Bank
of our heads to tips of our toes
We're untouchable
Everyday the sun'll shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin down one thing that I know
it's gettin' borin' 'cause I keep on loosin'
I guess I'm kinda cruisin' for a bruisin'
Then I take a knife and put a 6 in my head
3 times then I say I
As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth I'll stop well put I like this
It's like me selling some dope because my
on whatever they are
Live niggaz yo, you gotta hit the head or the heart
Oh it's money man? Handle your biz -- we the ones
that'll strangle your kids, make
in the back with their heads on the floor
Surrounded by their buddies, they're all hollerin' for more
Whoa, whoa, whoa
It's Mr. B's ballroom
been?" "On a little vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations
Who's the lucky man?" She said, "I got him on file"
Then she said, "It's Spice 1",
so's the wife and kids
He'll rise up out of the blacktop, like a pagan god
And blow on by you like some mirage

There goes a red-head, a legend in