Lyrics:
[Intro]
[Pitbull]
Veronica Vega
[Veronica Vega]
Yo no soy mala
Ha ha ha
[Pitbull]
Mr. Worldwide
[Veronica Vega]
Toca all on my body
Te quiero
x2]
[Trina:]
I see the boys break they necks when I walk on by
Fat ol' ass thick ol' thighs
Mrs. Trina baddest bitch that's right
Diamond
lives
Changed their plans
Slowly, they grew apart
Boy, it would've broke your heart
And the days went by like paper in the wind
Everything changed,
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
lives
Changed their plans
Slowly they grew apart
Boy, it woulda broke your heart
And the days went by like paper in the wind
Everything changed,
lives
Changed their plans
Slowly they grew apart
Boy, it woulda broke your heart
And the days went by like paper in the wind
Everything changed,
Yung Berg:
Yeah. That's right. It's ya boy, and Pitbull.
All my dogs say, "Make money money make money money money."
(Make money money make money
A sunny disk,
the sky's around (it)
This is a drawing by a young boy.
He drew it on a sheet (of paper)
And signed in the corner
May there
stand to see my kingdom end
Her boys laughed at me and said
"Oh sad boy never build your castle by the sand"
The tide
Came rushing in
Took my poor
stand to see my kingdom end
Her boys laughed at me and said
"Oh sad boy never build your castle by the sand"
The tide
Came rushing in
Took my poor
go! I start this shit bad
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
Move and wait
They learn to hate
That's the Miami boys
With the head
motherfuckin, my brother
Man, I fuck with this boy
I love this nigga Pitbull, man
I've been fucking with him
He's been trying to get in on his grind man
He a real
quien tu eres pitbull el rapero
Pero negociante Armando Perez
I rap for them low key boys, get money
No keys and thanks to this rap shit
I don't gotta
My names in the paper where I took the Boy Scouts to hike
My hands are all dirty from working on my little boy?s bike
The preacher came by and I
Out on the corner standin' so bold
Stood a little paper boy so hungry and cold
And as the crowd came passin' by
These words he said with tears in
Out on the corner standin' so bold
Stood a little paper boy so hungry and cold
And as the crowd came passin' by
These words he said with tears in
full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars
a little hand-holdin', hay-rollin'
Strollin' with your honey by your side
Dixie cups and paper plates
Fiddle tunes and Amazin' Grace
Hallelujah, gonna
But the jezebel boy
On the corner by the technicolor processing plant
Stands by the light;
Waitin' through the night
Waitin' for that
miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her
to break her heart
Too scared and selfish to watch my security fall
Pitbull, heartbreaker, forced love dictator
The boy that crippled all her dreams
Sweet,
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
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