Lyrics:
is a soul that's blessed
So I'm never stopping I'm never stopping
Something like your ages and the stars I'm never dropping
Pitbulls me and Dawgs we
a rodeo (RedOne, Pitbull, let's go)
The world is ours now, dale (it's gonna be a bumpy ride)
It's Mr. Worldwide (yeah)
Yeah, you now the drill (ha-ha)
Wow, what you so mad at now?
Go get yourself a drink let's all get down
Roll some, smoke some, let's blow this pound
Naw some jump off we gonna
It is patently clear any awkwardness here
Can be cleared up in less than a trice
Our identity switch
Who is who? Which is which?
We're in need
while my team on the come up, we shoot for the top
We taking off and I been told my pops what I came here to do and this shit ain't gone stop
I've seen
mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,
No Limit, yeah southern hospitality we seizin it on you, my nigga Silkk
The Shocker, Snoop D,O double G,why, D,O double G, beats by the pizound,
to the reefer
This was planned since high school
Go and ask the non-believers
My motives back then were manic
Fueled by immaturity
Prove that I was ill
Now I'm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Right about now (What's up?)
We need all the ladies to hit the dance floor (ahora que sí) (dominicana)
If
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go (cómo)
Right about now (What's up?)
We need all the ladies to hit the dance floor (ahora que sí)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go (cómo)
Right about now (What's up?)
We need all the ladies to hit the dance floor (ahora que sí)
fans say my name
Plug say the iPhones here tell lil bro to go check if they came
Get locked and I won't say a thang
The streets got jealousy and pain
got lockjaw
Niggas is trippin
I don't really be trippin on songs by myself this shit feel good
I'm a keep going
Ay look
And we screaming fuck the poopoo
where I started
I was beating on the drum we in the stands we played coldhearted(We did)
I'm coldhearted(I am)
I go farther(I do)
I'm not a rapper I'm
Light up inna the air
Round here it ain't safe Mogadishu
Nigga call your people
All my dawgs are pitbulls
Every last one is evil
Bad to the bone we eat
mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Right about now (What's up?)
We need all the ladies to hit the dance floor (ahora que sí) (dominicana)
If
in here pregnant, 'cept my partner and them
But we gettin' this money though, I'm tellin' you that
nalgas in them pants ma?
what you say we should say shots like casadores
in the phantom you can come out those pantalones
i'm gaonna go loco en la cama
hit
the lots
Money, power, respect, we learned it from the locks
No doubt, I'm the best
Shit, I don't gotta boast, I'm on an island by myself
Shout out my
Pitbull and Trick (Trick)
Both from the down south
Bitch we from the bottom, shit
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Lord your son got problems
And I know
Now baby, let's get started for life
Every time I look into your eyes
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
We can get started for life
stains on clothes, carpets and floors
Word up
Aiyyo we bang like the tunnel and jam like broke gats
One hundred and oh, nigga go check the stats
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